#the mikey on the keyboard is not mine

[stormy-nights-are-best]

help what the fcck is this new feature

#writing fanfiction this is not a diary entry or anything even if im self projecting #the mikey on the keyboard is not mine #i mean it's not my art #i'll put the artist's username on the tags when i find them again #anyways this feature suggests mixes of emojis to go with whatever you write #pretty cool but also sort of distracting #i just want to turn it off #my mother however‚ wants to know how she can turn it ON #google keyboard #custom emoji

[talewrites]

Fragile Part 6

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(This chapter got too long- I had to cut it short,,,, :]]] Enjoy!)

Generation: Bayverse TMNT

Tmnt x Reader Fanfic

Pronouns: Gender Neutral (except ‘dudette’, 'miss', and ‘princess’)

Warnings: injury, blood, electrocution, graphic depictions of torture, not proof read

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

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Today you were spending time with Donnie while he worked in front of his monitors. You liked it there much better than in his lab. He had a map of the city up with little marks indicating spots where the Foot had been spotted. But that wasn’t what he was working on right now.

No, you and Donnie were doing much more important things at the moment.

Like playing the new update in Stardew Valley.

“Fishing mods are cheating.” 

You gawked at him in mock offense. “But you can’t pause in a multiplayer farm, there’s no time to play the fishing mini game!!”

“That’s why it’s more of a challenge!” He stuck his tongue out while he clicked his mouse rapidly to fight off a slime in the mines.

You pouted, adjusting the laptop in your lap. “I don’t need my cozy farming sim to be challenging…” 

Donnie did not miss the cute grin that graced your face after, his heart fluttering in his chest. 

These past few days you found yourself smiling more and more easily. Whether it was Mikey getting covered in flour while you baked cookies together, or Raph teaching you how to purl stitch, or Leo showing you how to wield a sword. You were enjoying spending more personal time with the turtles as you got to know them better.

Your toes curled where you were perched in the chair beside Donnie, glancing up at the map again. Your eyes always drawn to the blinking red dot marking the location of the lab you escaped only weeks before. The police had raided it and found it empty, which only increased your unease as to where Dr Stockman might be hiding. It already felt like a lifetime ago, that night when the turtles first found you. 

You owed them your life.

“Hey (y/n), you almost ready for afternoon training?” Leo came over, snapping you out of your thoughts. Leo leaned against the back on Donnie’s chair, earning a dismissive swat from his younger brother.

“We’ll stop after we finish up this day, Leo.” Donnie said not even taking his eyes off the screen. You giggled and got back to fishing on the beach.

You were two hours into your training session with Leo. 

“Okay, good. Now when you kick, focus on your balance. Stay firmly planted and your leg should have more power.” Leo coached you. 

Master Splinter was supervising while sipping his tea. It had barely been 5 days since your mutant abilities had manifested. But you were already making astounding progress in unlocking its potential. Leonardo had played a big part in the process, being the one who had helped you work through your fears of using your mutant reflexes, so the abilities came more easily to you when training. He trained with you every day, while Master Splinter provided guidance. Everyone was doing their best to support you through all the changes.

Casey suddenly jogged in through the entrance of the lair. 

“Guys! Just got word, the Foot are planning to rob a warehouse full of high tech weapons tonight. We gotta go intercept it.” He said waving around his cellphone.

“What? Where? Their communication frequency has been quiet since they moved those chemicals to the old Sacks building!” Donnie spun around in his chair to face Casey, you and Leo walking into the living room with Raph and Mikey close behind.

“Queens. Our contact in the Foot Clan leaked the info to us just half an hour ago.”

“Huh, that’s strange. That’s all the way on the other side of town. Aside from Sacks Tower, they’ve only really been active around the East Village and ChinaTown this past week. Maybe they changed their frequency again to throw us off track.” Donnie was quickly typing up info on his keyboard. 

“Well, regardless, we better go check it out.” Leo sighed. He wanted to keep training with you, but it would have to wait.

“Heck yeah! I’m bringin’ the steak-out snacks. Who wants Doritos?” Mikey grabbed his ratty old Jansport backpack and started shoving cans of Orange Crush into it. 

“(Y/n), you stay here and keep an eye on Donnie’s computer. The Foot might try to communicate about their raid tonight. Donnie’s program will intercept it. April will be here in about an hour, so just tell her if anything suspicious comes up.” Leo asked you.

“Right!” You said standing to attention and giving a military salute with a silly little grin on your face. 

It made Leo’s heart melt in his chest and his expression turned soft. 

“Just, stay safe, okay?” He patted you on the head then headed for the exit. 

As the rest of the boys filed out of the lair, they each stopped by you. Mikey getting a high five, you quickly cleaned Donnie’s glasses for him, and Raph, always last, ducked down for a quick hug when his brothers weren’t looking. Casey rushed ahead of them.

Master Splinter waved goodbye to his sons next to you. Once the boys had left, he informed you he was going to go meditate, and to come find him if you needed anything.

About 45 minutes later, you were casually watching YouTube videos on Donnie’s computer when a flashing red light appeared on the screen. It was indicating that Donnie’s program was intercepting a message from the Foot’s closed communication server. A message popped up on the screen, and you gasped.

“We have captured the turtles. Continue with the plan.” 

Then a video feed loaded up on the main screen. 

Your blood ran cold.

It looked like the feed from a security camera, depicting Leo, Mikey, and Donnie all locked in glass cages, restrained with thin tubes of red connected to their arms. They looked weak, they looked bad.

“What….? No… No, not this… please no…!”

Where was Raphael? He was nowhere to be seen. How did they get captured so fast…? They had barely been gone an hour!

Your mind was racing. You recognized those machines. Dr Stockman used them to take blood samples from Bebop and Rocksteady. If that was the case, there was no time to lose.

You made up your mind.

You snuck past the dojo and muttered a quick apology to Master Splinter. You knew Master Splinter wouldn’t let you go, so you kept quiet. Then you grabbed the handheld GPS device Donnie left on his work table. You entered the location on the map where the message was sent from. 

The old Sacks Tower. 

Time to move.

April arrived at the lair much later than expected. She and Casey had just finished speaking to the commissioner about police activities being leaked to the Foot. When they entered the living room, they were confused to only see Master Splinter waiting for them. The old rat was pacing and anxiously stroking his beard. 

“Splinter? Where’s (y/n)?” April asked, confused.

Splinter shook his head. 

“You don’t know where they are?” April became concerned, walking further into the lair. 

“It appears, that our greatest fears have been realized.” His expression deeply troubled. Before April could ask, she noticed what Splinter was looking at. 

Playing in a loop on Donatello’s monitor was old CCTV footage from when the turtles had been captured 10 years ago by Shredder and Mr Sacks. April breathed a sigh of relief, immediately recognizing the scene.

“Splinter, the turtles are safe. I spoke to Leo on the phone only 10 minutes ago. They’re staking out a warehouse in Queens. This is old footage.” 

Splinter’s eyes widened and looked back to the screen. His expression turned contemplative. 

“If that is so, then perhaps Miss (y/n) has made the same mistake.” He spoke gravely.

April had a look of shock. She quickly pulled out her phone and speed dialed Leo’s number.

Leo thankfully answered quickly. “Hey April, anything new?”

“Leo, is (y/n) with you?”

Leo paused a long moment and sent a look over to his brothers, getting their attention. “No…. Aren’t they at the lair?” All of his brother's eyes were suddenly on him. Leo turned the phone on speaker.

“No!! They’re gone. And there’s a video playing on Donnie’s computer. It’s a recording of you Mikey and Donnie locked up at Sacks’ estate from over 10 years ago… I think this is what (y/n) saw before they left.”

“They left?” Leo felt his heart drop into his stomach. “To go where, Sacks’ estate?” His brothers immediately started packing up their stakeout equipment to leave. 

“No I don’t think so, the sender’s location was tracked, it’s still on the screen. It says it was sent from Sack Tower in Times Square.”

Donnie came over and joined in the call, typing furiously at the keyboard on his wrist. “Sacks Tower. That’s where they were spotted smuggling those stolen chemicals into the other day…! From my notifications, it appears that the message was sent through an older Foot Clan communication frequency approximately 43 minutes ago.”

“Donnie, how long will it take (y/n) to get to Sacks Tower.”

“From my calculations, if (y/n) left the lair heading to the Sacks building about 40 minutes ago, going by subway, they should arrive in about uhhh, approximately 8 minutes.”

“And how long will it take us to get there.” Raph asked.

“From where we are now, if we manage to hitch a ride on the next nonstop train to Times Square…… about 1 and a half hours.”

“Shit!” 

Raph cursed loudly and turned away frustrated, and Mikey put his hands on his head. Donnie was typing away at the keypad on his arm, trying to find any kind of faster route and muttering about how stupid he was for not making you a shellcell.

“We don’t have a minute to waste. Let’s move out.”

That’s all they needed to hear. Everyone sprung into action and booked it for the closest subway station manhole cover.

“April, we are headed to Sacks Tower as fast as we can. And get ahold of the police commissioner again. Whoever gave us the information to come to this warehouse tonight was intentionally planted with misinformation. There was no sign of the Foot at the warehouse. …..It was most likely a diversion.”

“Right. I’ll get back to you soon.”

Leo hung up the phone and jumped off the apartment building and dove down towards the street’s manhole cover.

Leo grit his teeth.

“Hold on (y/n).”

The halls of the building were eerily empty. This place made your skin crawl. The laboratory felt all too similar to the one you had been trapped in before. But this one had clearly been abandoned for a long time. Broken glass, graffiti, turned over chairs, scattered paper. But strangely the power was still on. You didn’t dare try to use the elevator in fear of giving away your position. But you were confused as to why you had yet to see any guards. This is where the message was sent from, the turtles had to be here, right?

You climbed the steps to another floor, but paused as you creaked open the door exiting the stairwell. This floor felt like a world apart from the previous ones. It was clean.

And the lights were on.

You kept low, and hyper vigilant. Steadying your breathing like Leo had taught you, you crept into the sterile white hallway. There were glass windows along the hall looking into different labs. One held chemistry equipment, another held big bulky medical equipment that clicked and beeped. Finally, the last room at the end of the hall, a room with no windows. You had a sinking feeling in your gut, but still you crept towards the door. Slowly and quietly you pulled open the heavy door, and revealed a large lit room with a high ceiling, and there you saw it.

“Guys….!”

There along the back wall were 4 glass boxes with 3 of the turtles strung up and being drained of blood. You had found them! Seeing no one else in the room, you rushed in. 

“I’m going to get you out of here, just you wait!” You went to the first machine in front of Donnie and reached out to touch the screen-

Your hand passed right through.

“What…?” You tried to touch it again but there was nothing there.

The hologram distorted, and then the turtles disappeared. You gasped.

It was a trap.

You turned around to book it towards the exit, but the door was opening again. Bebop and Rocksteady squeezed through the small door one at a time, and blocked your exit. Then over an intercom you heard the familiar laugh that sent a shiver down your spine.

Stockman chuckled darkly. “Just how I planned it! Like catching a fly with honey. So predictable!”

You backed up slowly as Bebop and Rocksteady approached you. 

“Did you miss us, little kitty?” Rocksteady sneered.

The intercom buzzed as Stockman spoke again. “Bebop, Rocksteady, keep them occupied until I arrive. I will be there momentarily. And let’s not have a repeat of last time, please!” There was a clicking sound and the intercom went quiet.

Bebop chuckled. “Hell yeah! It’s been so long since we last played! Let’s make the most of it.” 

“That’s right! And we gotta pay you back for all the trouble you caused us! We missed you so much after you left. You wanna go first Beebs?”

“My man!” Bebop smiled at Rocksteady and clasped his hand, they both laughed. 

You tried your best to steady your breathing like Leo taught you. Your hands were trembling. But you needed a way out. Bebop and Rocksteady were not fast, if you timed it right, maybe you can get past them to the door.

Bebop approached you. You stayed still and waited. Then when he got close enough, you ran right towards him, surprising Bebop. He reached out to grab you but you slid right between his legs, then jumped up behind him and tried to run past Rocksteady before he could react. He was still too close to you and managed to grab you from behind, but you were ready for him. Just like in training, you reached up and grabbed him around his neck, and taking a deep breath, you threw all your strength forward and down and managed to flip Rocksteady onto his back- stunning him. You quickly jumped over him and ran for the door, slamming into it fast and wretched the handle to pull it open. 

Locked. (Warning for graphic depictions of torture ahead.)

“No…!” You felt a bruising grip close around your arm, and you were torn away from the door. “NO!!” You cried out as you were thrown hard onto the floor between the two oversized mutants. 

“See? Now that’s your problem. You gotta go makin’ our job harder than it needs to be!” Bebop complained. 

Rocksteady was picking himself back up, rubbing the back of his head tenderly. “Don’t let them get to ya Beebs, we’ll sort them out quick before Stockman gets here.” Bebop then reached into his pocket and pulled out an all too familiar black taser. 

Rocksteady took the taser and chuckled. “Little kitty needs a check-up!” 

You tried to get up and run, but Rocksteady stomped down hard on your left arm. There was a sickening snap and you screamed, writhing in pain. You were pinned. 

“Tsk, tsk. You know what happens when kitty gets naughty!” The taser was flicked on, all you could do was close your eyes before a strong surge of electricity was shot into your ribcage and throughout your body. You convulsed as the shocks seized you, your shoulder getting dislocated from the spasms, then collapsed back on the floor. 

“Just like good ol’ times!” Rocksteady passed the taser to Bebop.

Rocksteady laughed and removed his foot from your arm, then Bebop tased you in the ribs again. You yelped and rolled onto your stomach, tucking your very broken arm underneath you and tried to crawl away. 

“Hey, where ya goin? We’re just getting STARTED!” Rocksteady punctuated his sentence by kicking you in the stomach hard enough to throw you across the room. You hit the ground and your body rolled another few feet until you stopped on your side and curled in on yourself, the air knocked out of your lungs.

Bebop took his time strolling over to you, and grabbed you by the hair to lift you up. You coughed and gasped for air, grabbing at his hand and tried to pry his fingers off of his grip. 

“Think you can just up and leave whenever you want, do ya?” He growled in your ear, then dropped you down haphazardly to the floor. You were on your knees, buckled forward and holding your left shoulder, when suddenly Bebop’s foot stomped down on your right ankle and you heard a loud crunch. 

You shrieked. 

Exhausted and riddled with unbearable pain, you crippled to the floor. It took everything you had just to pull breath. 

“Alright, I’m back! How is our lovely patient doing?” Came the cheerful sing-song voice of Dr Stockman entering the room through the locked door, Karai tailing behind him. 

“Hey boss! Uhhh, we were just warming them up for ya! See? They can’t run away no more.” Bebop nudged your side with his foot, knocking you onto your side so Stockman could see the pain riddled on your face. You were barely conscious by this point. 

“Excellent! Bring them to me.” Stockman ordered.

Bebop picked you up by your good arm and carried you over to where Dr Stockman was walking to in the back of the room. Karai stepped in Bebop’s way for a moment, taking in your beaten appearance, and back-handed your face hard for good measure, leaving a shiny bruise and angry red gash across your cheek. That woke you up a bit. 

Just enough to retaliate.

You took a deep breath and tore your arm out of Bebop’s grasp and punched Karai in the stomach, hard enough to throw her into a large display screen next to where Stockman was standing. Stockman squawked in surprise. She rolled onto the floor, and pushed herself up onto her side. Spitting a bit of blood onto the ground and wiping away at her lip. 

You tried to stand on your good leg but you were too weak and collapsed back to the floor. Bebop and Rocksteady grabbed you by each of your arms and brought you in front of Stockman.

He was looking at you in awe, and reached out tentatively to swipe at the blood on your cheek. He rushed over to his desk, jumping a bit in excitement. He put a drop of your blood onto a slide, and observed it under his microscope.

“Ha…! HA HA…! YES!!” Stockman shouted in excitement and did a little dance. Bebop and Rocksteady exchanged a confused look and Karai stood up and walked over to Stockman, eyeing you angrily and rolling her shoulder.

“What does this mean?” She questioned him. 

“It means that the mutation was a SUCCESS!!! Those stupid turtles must have triggered it somehow. And now we can finally proceed with the plan!!!” He grabbed something off his desk and skipped over to the stairs leading up to the circular titanium base in the middle of the room. “Bring them here!!” He called over, waving his hand to Bebop and Rocksteady.

They dragged you over to Stockman, and were deposited on the round podium that sat under a large glass tube. Stockman started to pull down long rubber tubes from above, and attached large thick needles to the ends. You tried once again to crawl away with your good arm, as Bebop and Rocksteady retreated. 

But Stockman approached you from behind. In a quick jab, he stabbed the two needled tubes deep into your back. You grunted and groaned in pain, but could do nothing, collapsing on the podium. Beaten, bruised, and bleeding.

When Dr Stockman was finished, he descended the stairs and rushed over to his computer, giggling excitedly he typed in a command and the glass tube descended over you until it clicked into place at the sturdy titanium base. Locking you inside.

“They’ll be placed in suspended animation. Once the tank is completely filled with the preservation fluid, they’ll become nothing more than a convenient blood bag, supplying an endless supply of mutagen for our mutant army.” Stockman rubbed his hands together evilly.

“And what about the turtles?” Karai asked. 

“It is already too late for them to stop us. Even if they manage to get through your guards, they will be unable to free them from this tank. Once I start the filtration process, I will delete the programmed command to empty or release the containment cylinder. They won’t be able to free them without my help!” Stockman typed away quickly at his computer. 

One of the tubes connected to your back began to pull blood from your body, leading up through a small opening in the top of the cylinder then down into a canister at the base. Then from the second tube, a white milky substance full of liquid nutrients began to filter through and down into your body. It did nothing to numb the pain you felt as you laid there in a state of half consciousness. 

Suddenly, the loud banging of gunshots could be heard somewhere outside the door. 

“We’re not ready yet! Hold them back!” Stockman ordered Bebop and Rocksteady, who positioned themselves between Stockman and the door. 

The door suddenly blew wide open, and the four turtles rushed into the room, angry and weapons at the ready.

“Where’s (y/n).”

Part 7

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[oleander-nin]

A/N, not important: I hope y'all like this because I sure don't! Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

Tw: stress

Words: 1156

Prompt(s) requested: 11(Calming down) & 20("I'm glad you're the one I fell in love with. I'd be lost without you.")

Summary: Donnie's stressed so you try to help him out

Bad thing after bad thing happened today. I grumble curses under my breath as we head home, scratching at the new wounds I gained during the fight. Stupid Hypno and his stupid magic rings. I hold my staff closer to my chest, my hands wringing the wood as I walk. Leo was loud as always, his words ringing through the air and piercing my ears. I glare at him when he tries to put his hand on my shoulder, pulling back. I just wanted to go home. I had so many projects I needed to finish. SHELLDON needed his next upgrade, my jetpack battle shell was busted from a previous fight, and Raph had broken yet another phone. My face pulls into a grimace. I had so many things to do.

I slide down the ladder into the sewers, walking the familiar path back to the lair. I keep my eyes forward, ignoring my brothers and their loud antics. My shoulders hunch, my hands still clenched tightly to my staff. The world felt too small, every little sound shooting into my head like little bullets. I grit my teeth and speed up a bit, trying to get to my lab. I needed to be in my lab.

I ignore my brother's cries for me to wait up, speed walking into the lair and to my lab. I  crash into my chair, letting myself sit for a moment. Stupid battle interrupting everything. I exhale slowly as I turn to my computer. I let the monitor start up, my body jittering. My leg bounces at a constant rhythm, a metronome to the song of my silence. I grip the mouse tightly, moving the small icon back and forth across my screen as everything starts up. 

It was too slow, everything was too slow. I needed to be done already, I had so much to do. I open up my code files, scanning through them. The usually soothing process of coding was putting me more on edge, my skin crawling as I type.

I slam my fist down on the desk as another error code pops up, my teeth grinding together. I slump back in my chair, rubbing the heels of my hands into my eyes. I couldn’t tell why nothing was working. By all accounts, it should be. The lines were precise and each segment was correct. But the code still refused to run.

I sat there for a while, staring up at the ceiling. I grit my teeth, my hands gripping the arm of my chair tightly. Nothing was working today. Was it my fault?

My eyes glide to the door as it hisses open. I watch (Y/n) walk in, their face pulled tight in concern. Of course it was. Mikey probably sent them.

I turn back to my computer, hunching over the keyboard as I grumble under my breath. I didn’t need anyone to ‘check up’ on me. I was fine. The world was just too loud right now. I continue to watch them out of the corner of my eye. They walk past me and into my room, messing with something on my bed. I turn my head, watching them openly now. What were they doing? They didn’t even say anything. My eyes continue to be trained on them as they come back out, one of my weighted blankets hanging over their shoulder. Oh. 

They cross the room and hold the comfort item out to me, my eyes flicking between them and the blanket. I sigh, my shoulders falling. I take the blanket and swing it over my shoulders, sinking into the comforting weight of the fabric. (Y/n) hooks the chair they usually use with their ankle, dragging it over before falling into it. They lean back, spinning slightly as their toes push the chair back and forth. Their eyes shift to meet mine and I hold their gaze for a moment. The air in the lab was still, neither of us speaking. My body is still tense and I curl up in my chair. I spin my chair around so I'm no longer facing the code I was working on. If I saw another error code, I was certain I’d break something.

“You’re upset.” They remark, unhelpfully. I look at them, unimpressed.

“Impeccable deduction skills, Sherlock.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No.”

They hum softly, their arms stretching above their head as they pop their back. I watch them for a moment, shifting in my chair. We both continue to sit in silence, my frustration growing. It wasn’t fair. 

“I just don’t understand!” My voice surprises both of us. I don’t meet their eyes, gesturing wildly at the computer. “Nothing I do is working! It’s not fair! I’m a genius, so why can’t I figure this out!”

“Probably because you’re tired.” Their voice is soft, encasing my buzzing head in a blanket of words. It was a much nicer sound than the rumbling air vents throughout the lair. I shake my head. No, no. I wasn’t tired, I couldn’t be tired. There was so much to do. I needed to get it all done.

“I’ll sleep later, I just… Can you go make me some more coffee? I need to get this done.” My voice was more pleading than I wanted it to be. I scowl at myself, I wasn't supposed to let things like this show. Everything was falling around me and I couldn’t stop it.

“Coffee isn’t going to help, Don.” I shrug, turning back to my computer. I dismiss the error codes, looking back over the lines of code. I would be fine if I could just figure this out. I send a command to SHELLDON for my coffee instead.

I vaguely notice their head looking at my code, my body shifting slightly so they can see it better. The tightness in my chest was still there, but their presence was helping slightly. I start scrolling through my code again, looking for what caused the error.

“Are you using Python?” I glance at them before nodding. This specific project needed this language to achieve what was required the easiest. “Line one oh eight has ‘def’ capitalized.”

I blank for a moment, my mouse moving to the line. They were right. I fix the mistake before continuing to scroll through the code, slower this time. We both look through the code for more bugs together. (Y/n) points out some more flaws and I fix them. We reach the bottom of the code and my body tenses. I run the command, watching the screen load for a moment. I hold my breath. No errors pop up. It worked.

A huge sigh of relief leaves me as I push myself away from my desk, my head hanging down. I look at (Y/n), smiling. "I'm glad you're the one I fell in love with. I'd be lost without you."

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[hitechlatte]

Game On - Rise!Future!Donnie X GN!Reader

All 4-1 Challenge Fanfiction

Prompt: Reader continually uses TERRIBLE pick up lines on your choice of turtle, trying to drop the hint.

(I may been VERY lenient with the prompt, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless)

Warnings: Lots of Swearing

This is based in future timeline, several years after start of Kraang Invasion.

Saw some entries for this and got invested so I wanted to whip something up real quick for it lol.

ALSO WARNING! My fic is SFW and so anyone can read but a lot of the other fics in this contest are not, so just wanted to give peeps a heads up if they look at other entries, which you should if you are of age because they are rad, but warning has been given.

Challenge Hosted by: @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 @nittleboo @tmnt-tychou and @post-apocalyptic-daydream

Also stole puns from here: https://thedarkestroast.com/coffee-puns/#Jokes_About_Drinking_Coffee

FIC UNDER KEEP READING

Game On

Clutching tightly to the mug in your hand, your steps echoed in the corridor. It had only been your second day in the NYC safe haven and some lady named Cassandra had already found you a job on base.

And of course, even in the apocalypse, you were still working as a barista.

But at least this way you could be helpful and show your gratitude. If the recon team hadn’t found you hiding in that decrepit Stock & Shop when they did…

Well... You didn’t want to think about what could have been.

As you reached the end of the cave’s offshoot, you found a large metal door built into the natural structure of the tunnel. With a perplexed look, you gazed at the panel towards the right of the entrance and pressed the ‘call’ button.

“What.” A voice curtly snapped.

“Is this uh… Derek? Your brother Mikey said to bring you some coffee.” You told the panel.

“Ah.” The voice spoke back, “And did this brother of mine tell you to play into the role of barista by perpetuating the stereotype that those who handle coffee somehow lose their ability to correctly recall a name? If this is his poor attempt to simulate normalcy when I’m already stressed out, you can inform him I’m not amused.”

Fuck... You groaned in your mind, ecstatic to be making such great first impressions.

“Did you at least get my order right? Or is that part of your performance as well?” The voice continued.

“It’s just a double espresso. It’s kind of hard to fuck that up” You commented.

“Well at least you’re not entirely inept.” The voice groaned, “Bring it to my desk.”

As you harshly cursed at yourself, you could hear the whirls of an engine. To your left, the metal door slid open, showcasing a large cavern filled with machines and wires.

Slowly stepping into the space, your eyes tried their best to take everything in. Machines flickered and buzzed all around you, while monitors stretched across the walls. The large screens lined out routes of the kraang activity and the recon teams. As you walked deeper into the room, you could hear the clattering of a keyboard. 

Following the noise, you could see one of the turtles sitting at a desk with several monitors. Numerous windows were scattered across the screens as he fervently typed away.

“Here’s your double espresso.” You flatly commented.

“Doppio, you mean?” The turtle corrected without looking away from his screen.

You rolled your eyes, “I’m surprised you actually know what it’s called.”

“I, unlike many residing in these halls, have class.” The turtle commented, “Besides, I’m the reason we even have an espresso machine.”

You let out a soft chuckle as you turned to head out of the room. However the turtle spoke up again, stopping you in your tracks.

“Has anyone walked you through how to use your communicator yet?” The turtle asked, his nose still buried in the monitors.

Turning back with a confused look you nodded, “Yeah, I got the rundown.”

“Good. I’m adding your device to a pager. Do whatever your typical duties are unless you receive a ping from me. The kitchen should already know this, but prioritize my orders. If I pass out when I’m supposed to be monitoring missions that will not end well.”

“Is that… uh… healthy?” You inquired.

“No, but what other choice do we have?” The turtle flatly stated as he seemed to read through something on his screen.

“Touche.” You shrugged your shoulders.

You went to take another step towards the exit, but then stopped once more.

“Oh guess I should apologize about the name mix up. What um. What is it actually?”

“It’s Donatello, or maybe I should have you simply refer to me as Donnie or even D. Since that may be easier for your poor mind to remember.” Donnie mocked with a devious tone in his voice.

Two can play this game. You thought.

With a snicker you commented back, “Ah Dennis? Cool. I can remember that.”

You could hear the turtle groan as he turned his chair around to glare at you. He seemed like he was going to chew you out until he saw the grin plastered across your face.

“Oh... You were kidding.” Donnie said, as he roughly rubbed his forehead, “Just go and let me get back to my work.”

“Sure thing, Daniel.” You called back as you made your way out of the room. 

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Over the next several weeks, the purple turtle seemed to slowly warm up to you. Your quick order drop off with whatever name you chose to call him that day, eventually turned into longer chats. You’d stick around for a bit, asking him how his work was going or to share gossip you’d heard from around the settlement.

One particular morning, you walked with a pep in your step. The prior night's recon team returned with a bunch of fancy coffee grounds from a nearby Whole Foods. You couldn’t help but bask in the smells emanating from Donnie’s mug.

Typing your code into the panel of the lab door, the metal whooshed opened and you swiftly headed to Donnie’s desk.

“Morning Deiphobus. Got a batch of fancy new grounds this morning and I have a feeling you’ll really like them.” You smirked.

“I’m sorry, Deiphobus?” Donnie asked as he turned to you with a grin on his face, “What is this 1250 BCE?”

“I’m running out of names!” You exclaimed, “It’s not my fault you drink like 4 coffees a day. Besides, how is that any worse than Donatello?”

“Donatello is a classic.” The turtle said, puffing out his chest as he turned back to his monitor, “Besides, where did you even find that name?”

“Some Shakespeare book.”

“Someone’s getting desperate.”

“I’m sorry it's not like we still have google and I can look up one of those stupid 3 billion baby name lists.”

“Oh if anything I commend your research.” Donnie snickered, “I’m just surprised you can actually read Shakespeare. I thought baristas were notorious for their illiteracy.”

“You’re awful.”

“Or maybe you’re just jealous you’re not as witty as myself.”

“If anything you’re jealous! I’m hella whitty.” You quickly defended.

“Uh-huh.”

“Oh it’s Game On, asshat.” You laughed, “Just wait, next time you see me you won’t know what hit you.”

A few hours passed when you heard your pager ping again. With a smirk, you whipped up his doppio and proudly made your way over to the lab.

As you reached his desk, you loudly cleared your throat. The noise caused the turtle to turn his chair and meet your gaze.

“Yes?” He asked.

“I, as I’m sure you’re well aware, am incredibly witty.” You said as you held the mug close to your chest.

“Uh-huh.”

“And someone as witty as myself, knows when a schtick has to end. So here is my new proposal.”

Donnie gave you a look of disbelief as he waited.

“Hello there, Donnie.” You began.

“Ah, my actual name. How witty. He said sarcastically.”

“Shush. That’s not it. Let me finish.” You flailed.

The purple turtle rolled his eyes as he leaned his elbow on his desk and propped up his chin.

“I just wanted to say… I made this cup of coffee, espresso-ly for you.”

The purple turtle stared at you, his eyes going wide.

"No." He said.

"Yes." You smirked.

“Oh god please no!” Donnie groaned loudly and buried his face in his desk. 

Your laughing echoed throughout the room as you nearly spilled his drink. Placing the mug down on the desk, you clutched onto your stomach and tried to stifle your laughter.

“Oh- oh that was too perfect. Leo was so right.” You cackled.

“Of course he’s in on this.” Donnie mumbled into the desk.

“Hey, he's the hero of this story. He’s the one who gave me the book.”

Donnie sat up straight and gave you a perplexed look, “Book?”

“Oh yeah, you know that run to the library last week? Leo found a book of ten thousand puns.”

“T-ten- THOUSAND?” Donnie could barely choke out.

“Yep!” You smirked, “And there’s a whole chapter just dedicated to coffee.”

Donnie groaned as he planted his face back down onto the desk.

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Each pun got progressively worse as you made your way through the list. Occasionally a joke would elicit a slight chuckle from the aloof purple turtle, but the other 90% of the time, he would simply groan or threaten to have you kicked out of base.

However, as the next few days turned into weeks, you began running out of material.

Or well… Material you felt comfortable using.

One section in the coffee chapter was titled Coffee Puns About Love and Romance. Every time you searched for a line to use, you always quickly skipped past that portion of the list. 

But, desperate times call for desperate measures.

Selecting the least aggressive pick up line from the options provided, you made your way over to his lab.

As you reached his desk, you placed the mug down on the surface without a word and sighed harshly.

“Ah, has the day come? Have you finally exhausted that grotesque list?” Donnie chuckled as he turned to you.

“No. But we are scraping the bottom of the barrel now.”

“Oh?”

Shaking out your hands and taking another breath you stared at the turtle. Your lips were reluctant, but you were able to form the words.

“You’re brew-ti-ful.”

His eyes went wide and his face blushed a harsh red.

“Oh god.” He groaned, “Please tell me ‘bottom of the barrel’ doesn’t mean the only puns left are awful pick up lines.”

“I mean I could tell you that, but then I’d be lying.”

Donnie groaned as he roughly slapped his own face.

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The pick up lines were much more entertaining than you expected. Seeing how madly he’d blush or stammer at your commentary was adorable, and you proudly played your part. For the days you were feeling extra adventurous, you‘d even pair the line with a wink or by blowing him a kiss.

However, when the list of lines was depleted, you did everything you could to keep the game going. On your offtime, you’d sit for hours, trying to concoct more coffee based pick up lines to try on him. You even found yourself practicing in the mirror to make sure you got the words just right.

And as this next chapter of the game continued on, you soon found yourself perplexed.

You don’t know when or how it happened…

But you started meaning what you said. 

To no avail, you kept trying to pinpoint when everything changed. Was it when your generic lines became more personalized? Or was it when your supplemental teasing went from playful winks to gentle fingers tracing the edge of his jaw.

Although you couldn’t find the answer you were looking for, you did know this.

It wasn’t your fault. 

If he didn’t have such vibrant reactions, you wouldn’t have become so obsessed with the game. 

It still would have been just a game. 

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Late one night, your pager beeped at you. As you tapped on the device you groaned.

“He knows it’s 4am right?”

After slowly trudging out of bed, you lethargically made his drink and headed over to the lab.

Rubbing your eyes, you mistyped your code a few times before finally opening the door.

The turtle was hunched over his desk. The taps of the keys sounded slower than usual.

“Dude, you owe me for making me get my ass out of bed.” You yawned.

“Blame Leo.” Donnie groaned, “The idiot winded up setting off a Kraang patrol unit.”

“Everyone, okay?!” You exclaimed.

“Thankfully.” Donnie sighed, “But I lost some of my search drones. Had to play distraction for a while so they could make an escape. Everything seems calm now, but I want to stay up for a bit longer just to make sure they return safely.”

“That’s good to hear.” You sighed, “Well... here’s your drink.”

“Ahh finally run out of lines?” Donnie groggily mocked as he continued to look at the screen.

His snarky attitude woke something up inside of you. 

Leaning forward, you gently grasped his chin, turning his face to meet yours. His cheeks burned vibrantly as he stared at you. With a devious gaze, your lips curled up slightly. 

“Oh I’m sorry. I almost forgot. Thanks for reminding me.” You snickered as your fingers still softly held his chin.

But while you tried to search your mind for the pun you had thought up on the way over, you couldn’t help but continually drop your gaze down to his lips. Silently cursing your tired stupor, you tried to regain focus. 

Donnie just sat there, barely breathing, as you continued to filter through your thoughts. He too, struggled to meet your gaze as his eyes continued to fall upon your lips.

However after a few more breathless moments, the line finally returned to your mind. With a slight blush on your cheeks, you smirked as you spoke.

“Words cannot express how much you mean to me.”

Both of you sat there frozen. Your eyes widened as the words left your lips. 

“Fuck I said it wrong! Sorry it’s late and-” You began to splutter.

But you were cut off by Donnie’s lips crashing into yours.

Game Over.

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[mysticovo]

Hiya! Could you do a Rise!Donnie reverse hurt/comfort fic?It could be about anything,I just feel like that silly goose needs a hug or something.✨🌕

I studied code because I wanted you

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was falling in and out of sleep. The sound of a keyboard filled the almost silent room. Soon the noise switched to tinkering, then back to typing every few moments. The relaxed breathing slowly became strained. A few angered mumbles drifted through the air.

I opened my eyes to a room bathed in purple. My face resting on something green and scaley. I originally came to the lair for a study date with my boyfriend, Don. Eventually it evolved to me on his lap cuddling him. I suppose I fell asleep in the process of it.

He was probably running updates on Shelldon or fixing whatever his brothers must’ve broken, again.I shifted my head to the side to gaze down at what he was working on. It was a…smart..toaster? I feel like it was used in another pranking war by the others.

He took of the case and was focusing on fixing the very, very damaged internal machinery. Specifically the heaters and power source. While also untangling the wires. It wasn’t working as he planned. He slammed down the screwdriver in his hand and slapped the other over his eyes.

“Dee?” I asked. He jumped once i said something, “ Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah of course I am”, he replied. His voice was wavering. The hand around his eyes tightened while the hand on his desk drifted to my back and hugged me closer to him. His entire body was shaking and his breathing became heavier. I sat up to fully look at him. It seemed as if he was on the verge of tears. “Oh Don”, I sighed out. That…might’ve been the final straw before he broke into tears. Donnie shoved his face into my top and threw an arm around my neck. I hugged him closer to my chest and laid my head on top of his. The sobs were a muffled mess and it was all I could hear. We sat there for a while. I don’t know for how long but it felt like hours…

A muffled noise came from Donatello. I looked down at him as he shifted his head to the side.

“What was that?” I asked him softly, I didn’t want to overstimulate him when he was already upset.

He sat back up and brought back that mask he usually had, the bad boy one of course.

“Never mind…I’m fine”, He mumbled back as he rubbed the last few tears out of his eyes.

“Donnie…you can’t just say you’re fine when you just broke down like that..” I at him again and brought a hand to his cheek/beak. He was avoiding my eyes. He was..hiding something. “You can tell me anything.”

“I just-“, He sighed and looked down at our laps,”-I’m the tech guy. I’m the smart one. It’s all I’m good for….if I can’t do this simple fix and be that, why would any of you need me..”. Tears had welled back up in his eyes, his voice was wavering again and it seemed like he was holding the cries back. He was…trembling.

“Don, none of us could ever think that-”, I paused, hugging him again and rubbing my thumb against his beak,”-Plus you’re more than that. Why even made you think that we wouldn’t need or want you?” I started to wipe away the tears in his eyes.

“You see everything my brothers do and are. Raphael is strong, everyone thinks Leo is funny and the face of the group and Mikey’s the creative one. I’m nothing like them..”, He mumbled it again, his gaze softened as he looked into mine.

“Donnie, I wouldn’t want you any other way. Preferably nothing like your brothers….no offense to them though.” I sort of laughed when I said it, I didn’t mean to though. I didn’t really expect him to laugh as well. More of a chuckle maybe? At least it was boosting his mood.

“You’re still funny at times, I love it when you make a science related joke that almost nobody gets. I sometimes get them though. You’re strong as well, it doesn’t matter if it’s with some tech or not. Remember that time you swung an entire giant drill with just a Bo stick? How is that not strong? What about all the battle shells, the turtle tank and all of the other tech you’ve made? You wouldn’t be able to without some creativity. I know you say you’re not like them but you are in your own special way. And I love that..I love you..”. I smiled at him, he had an expression on his face that was sort of hard to make out. I think it was a bit surprised, but somewhat happy? I gently and softly kissed him on his beak, right next to his mouth but not on it.

“I…love you as well…”. He mumbled it again. It was a hard thing for him to vocalize.

“please don’t ever think like that again. Now…do you wanna go back to cuddling? Maybe you can ramble as we do…”, I smiled at him and pressed my forehead against his.

“I’d..I’d like that..” He smiled back and hugged me, moving to grab his forgotten screwdriver.

“Want to hear some facts about uranium?”

~~~~~~~~~~~ The title is from Rat by Penelope Scott. I hope you liked this moon anonnie! Sorry it took so long! It’s been sitting in my school notebook for a while and has sort of become an inside joke from one line. Points to whoever guesses it. 💜🐢💜

(⌒▽⌒) Bai my mystic deers!!

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[akkkkollle]

aob verse

mikey becomes super needy and nagging when his heat is getting close so he keeps bothering reader who has an important report due for work so reader fucks him hard <3

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Pairing: Mikey × M!Reader.

Cw: A/b/o, rough sex, hints of pregnancy, heat, pleading, easy possessiveness, Manjiro - brunette.

- Quit this job, please~... - the brunette is whining, trying to distract you for about 15 minutes.

You sigh, still clicking your fingers on the keyboard. This clicking sound is already seriously starting to infuriate the dark-eyed. He exhales into your neck and sits on your lap, wrapping his arms around your neck. His gaze clings to (the color of your eyes) eyes that are slightly covered from the light of the monitor shining in them. He just smiles quietly and looks down, clinging to his little boner with his gaze, and then shifting his gaze to the large bulge of your dick that has not yet risen.

He licks his lips, starting a back-and-forth movement, brushing his dick against yours, imagining as if he is riding on you, and not just rubbing. He feels your cock harden slightly under his ass and it makes him moan a little.

- Drop it all... I'm ready, just fuck me already, I can't stand it... - he whimpers, biting your neck.

You click when he starts unbuckling your belt and immediately grab his hands, throwing him on the table and lifting his hands above his head. He looks at you in shock, blinking a couple of times, but then he blushes when he sees your look. With the other hand, you begin to pull off his shorts and boxers, throwing them somewhere, and then your trousers and underwear. You lower his hands, taking his hips and pressing them to his chest, immediately entering, making him groan, feeling the permission he needs.

-You know, you're such a whore, Manji, - you growl as you start your thrusts, - couldn't wait a few minutes for me to close this fucking report...

- I'm sorry, I just, ah! J-just wanted your cook and my h-heat and your smell, well... I couldn't d-do it anymore. - he shouts loudly, feeling how deep your thrusts go into him.

You put your hands on his ass as he wraps his legs around your torso. Your hands get wet when natural lubricant flows through them.

- When is your heat there, m? - you ask, turning him over and putting him on his stomach.

- Tomorrow... - he groans, feeling how you touched a random bundle of nerves.

You grunt, continuing to drive into him, lifting one of his hips up in order to enter even deeper. Your nose picks up that his scent is only getting stronger, and some feeling awakens in you when you bite him by the scruff of the neck, marking him. A herd of goosebumps runs down his back and he shivers all over, feeling your fangs.

-W-why? You marked me a long time ago...

- I don't care. You're mine. - you kiss him on the bite, slightly apologizing for the rudeness, which was absolutely unnecessary now.

His hands wrap around the edge of your desk when his knuckles turn white from a strong grip. His breathing has been lost for a long time, and there are tears in his glass eyes that threaten to spill and flow down his milky cheeks.

His back arches when he comes, trying to squeeze his hips together, but because of your grip, it barely worked. His white cum runs down his legs and drips right onto the floor. The echo of his groans was in your office, and to be honest, you weren't sure if the neighbors heard you. But do you care about that? Not a drop. When your beloved brunette just moans, begging to cover him with your sperm, you just wanted to give him what he wants.

- Manji, don't you want a baby, huh? - you teasingly ask when you feel the imminent approach.

-W-what the hell are the kids, M/N? - he asks, perplexed.

- I'm kidding, one child in my life is enough for me. - and as if to prove your words, you kiss him on the spine, forcing him to suddenly cum and squeeze you.

His eyes almost pop out of their sockets when he feels the emptiness inside. He scolds himself in his thoughts that he came so unexpectedly.

- Calm down, I managed ... - you exhale heavily, smearing your sperm on his ass. - But let's go to the bedroom. We haven't finished your punishment, my love.

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[regretisstoredintheme]

Hi it's your local spawn from hell who wrote about Yandere Mickey-

Anyway, can little me request the turtaleles with pianist MC? Yeah thanks my ideas basic af leave me alone It can be a fic or hcs I don't give a fuck-

I'm just a ginger music nerd who craves content that isn't mine-

Makin my way downtown, walkin’ fa— OH?? WHATS THIS??

WHAT THE FUCK??

*SNATCHES PAPER*

“Pianocat939 asked:

Hi it's your local spawn from hell who wrote about Yandere Mickey- 

Anyway, can little me request the turtaleles with pianist MC? Yeah thanks my ideas basic af leave me alone It can be a fic or hcs I don't give a fuck-

I'm just a ginger music nerd who craves content that isn't mine-“

A/N: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE??? NONONO YOU BITCH YOURE NOT SUPPOSED TO REQUEST FROM ME ??— IM YOUR BIGGEST FAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY INBOX🧍 

YES OFC ILL WRITE IT BUT WHAT??? IM OVER HERE MAKING YOU FANART AND SHIT IN THE BACK AND YOU JUST SAUNTER UP HERE LIKE “yo can I get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh raggedy cloth and others with piano” GET THE FUCK OUT /j

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All turtles x Pianist!Reader

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(In honor of this occasion I only see it fit to write with your cursed ass names) 

Raggedy Cloth:

HUGE sweetheart.

Likes to sit close to the bench, his head and arms propped up on the wood - taking up as little space as possible.

He watches closely, his tail wagging gently in anticipation as your fingertips drum on the keys. His smile widens as he hears the notes, snuggling up to you. 

Sometimes he has a hard time not hugging your torso, having you there in his arms just lulls the turtle right to sleep— doesn’t matter what you’re playing. 

You could be playing the most chaotic, horrifying, heart wrenching piece of sheet music and as long as he was hugging you, he’d be fine. In fact, he’s incredibly content!

If you gently pat his head before playing, the churring that vibrates from him is rather hard to play over— but eh who are you kidding? It adds a good baseline. 

He hardly notices anytime you mess up, and if it really starts to bug you - he’s rubbing up and down your back, telling you to take a break, get a snack, anything to help you calm down. 

Danielston III:

He isn’t exactly the type to sit and watch you play. 

However, when you had expressed an interest in piano, he quietly began working on a custom-made keyboard. Purple, of course.. with accents of your favorite color. 

It has more sounds than the original, and, it’s a lot more practical. 

It did come with headphones.. however, he may or may not have messed with the jack so it could hook up to his headphones as well — with Bluetooth.

You know how he records everything? 

…yeah.

Sometimes when he’s really overstimulated, he’ll just pull up recordings of your music, the sound calming his nerves until he can get himself back together. 

When he’s understimulated? There is nothing stopping him from remixing your talent.

He DEFINITELY adds your mess - ups too, he thinks your tirades of frustration are actually really humorous.

I like to think he makes most of his ‘jammy jams’ by himself, considering how he knows what he likes, but you know.

Overall he appreciates your talent— but in secret. He’d die before letting you know how much he relies on it. 

Mikey Mouse:

Loves your playing so much!! 

Theres no better feeling then listening to you play and working on his art— he considers you an incredible artist, especially if you compose your own music. 

His mood depends on what you’re playing, it can really affect what he plans on drawing.

If you play chaotic things, he acts like he doesn’t mind at all!! And really he doesn’t, but if you look over his shoulder, you’ll notice it’s inspired him to draw his own chaotic things..  

Things you wouldn’t even wanna unleash on your own worst enemy.

Everytime you finish a song or overcome a rut you were in, he’s bombarding you with compliments. 

“That one was so cool, Y/N!”

“Where did you learn to play like that?”

“You did it! I’m so proud of you..” 

incredibly genuine too— like it’s overflowing.

I feel like this was short, but there’s not really much to say about the mikester 😭 Hes just content to be in your presence. He sees you as an artist the same as him, same level and creative ability. He loves being around you.

Tableo:

He makes sure you have a couch instead of a bench for your piano

Why? 

So he can lean against you and prop his legs up on the armrests of course!!

He’s quick to point out when you do something impressive, like a chord progression you had been practicing all day. his brows furrow as he gives you his signature smirk, “Class-ayy~” 

He often reads comics while you play, chuckling anytime you mess up. 

If you point out his laughter, there is LOADS of teasing in for you. 

“I don’t see what’s so hard!” He laughs, as you scoff, asking him to play it if it’s so easy! “Well, you can’t expect me to just do it perfectly with hands like these..” he gestures to his 6 fingers, but scoots closer to you anyway, muttering something about how “but.. if you insist~”

He’s surprisingly really good his first try! Great��for someone with “hands like his”.

If you try to teach him though, he’s yawning through your whole lecture — instead staring at you and how prettily your features meshed together. 

“Leo? Did.. you hear anything I just said..?”

“Hehehehhh.. nope. ♡”

He’s.. Shameless..!

Absolutely…

Shameless.

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A/N: PLS EXCUSE ME FOR BEING SUCH A FANBOYJFHJDHS op is just really cool ♡

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[dilucsflame33]

My Oath 💧🌸

Hello, everyone! I'm sorry that I wasn't being active all this week. I haven't been feeling like myself and I couldn't bring myself to write. The only thing I've done was write a short Leo fanfic, so I hope this is okay. :)

I'll try to do the requests soon, just try to be patient with me.

💧 Warning💧

Angst

"You think you can live without me?" Lily's mother screeched as she was being dragged away from the police. "You are my daughter, my creation! I have raised you ever since you were out of the womb. You cannot leave me like this!"

"You are not my mother, not anymore!" Lily says as her blue and hazel heterochromatic eyes glowed, making her mother submit. "The only good memories I have of you was when my father was still around. Ever since you've been with my uncle, you've experimented on me and tortured me until my body grew exhausted! I am nothing more than a test subject to you."

"T-That's not true!" Her mother says as she tries to break free from the men's grasps. "I love you, Yuri! I promise it's all of his doing, not me!"

Lily rolled her eyes. "Don't you dare say that name. I am no longer Yuri but Lily, and I am no longer your daughter!"

Her mother screeched once again as the doors slammed closed, her screams echoed throughout the hallways until they became faint.

Lily sighs mournfully. "Goodbye, Haruka Saki. Tell uncle I said goodbye."

The guys walked towards her but she stepped back, making them hesitate. "I believe this is where our journey together ends."

Leo's eyes widened at Lily's words. Why has she been distant? They have been spending so much time together. She would watch him do katas and meditations. She was so silent, too. It took everything in his power and patience to get her out of her shell. Everything was fine until he found out she ran away from the lair and got kidnapped by the Foot.

What has changed?

"What are you talking about? We're here to rescue you, snowflake." Mikey says as his baby-blue eyes grew with mahogany.

"I don't need rescuing. I wanna fight things on my own and prove myself I can do it on my own. This battle is mine and mine alone." Lily says as she turned away from them, facing the control panel and pressed a button. A small, purple ooze came out of the system and she tossed it to Donnie.

Donnie caught it as his eyes widened. "This is-"

"Mutagen, yes. You said you all wanna be human, correct? This will give you a few hours worth of being human but that is all."

"How did you know?" Donnie says as he shifted one foot after the other and stared at the purple container, his mind making different analogies left and right.

"Have you forgotten, Donatello? Not only can I connect people through dreams, but I have advanced hearing. I can hear everything, even through sound proofed walls." Lily crossed her arms as she looked towards Tabitha, who was next to Raphael. "It was nice to know your thoughts on me, Tabitha. Guess it's a good thing we won't see each other again."

Leo and the others faced Tabitha as the half tiger mutant winced. Raphael turned towards her. "What did you do?"

"I did nothing! Aurora and I were talking about Lily, that was all!" Tabitha said as she took a step back away from the ninja men.

"Good to know that I am a child that has no experience in real life and cannot connect with human emotions." Lily says as she faces the control panel again, typing on the holographic keyboard.

Donnie's eyes widened at what he just heard. His Aurora was talking about Lily in an immature manner? He knew she had her moments, but she said something like that? He couldn't believe it until Tabitha confessed her wrong doings.

Leo was beyond furious. They don't know Lily's backstory. They don't know what she has been through. Tabitha was glad that she has a mother in her life. And Aurora doesn't know what having a mother feels like, so why was she judging?

"You said that?!" Leo seethed as he power walked towards Tabitha, but Raph stands in the way. "Out of my way, Raph."

"I knew what she said was wrong and I understand that you're angry, I would be too. But don't you dare lay a hand on my girl, you hear me!" Raph huffed as he and Leo went head to head.

"Leo, I'm sorry. I knew what we said was wrong. We didn't know her backstory until Hakura mentioned experimenting on Lily!" Tabitha explained as she took hold of Raphael's arm, trying to calm him down. "I understand that you're mad at us and I completely understand Lily for not liking us anymore. We've learned from our mistake and we apologize."

"And I have forgiven everyone, but that doesn't mean that the scars haven't run deep. So it's best if I do what I must do." With that, she pressed a button. Loud sirens blared throughout the building as red lights flashing on the walls.

Leo realized what she had done.

She's going to blow the whole building.

Leo ran towards her and held her in his arms. "You're not gonna die here."

"You have mistaken, Leo," she said gently as she turned in his arms, placing her hands on his cheeks. "You're my strong warrior, my love. My handsome and smart leader deserves way more than me. You deserve someone that isn't childish, more mature and has experience in life. I am not qualified for it."

Leo's eyes widened at her confession. "What do you mean 'not qualified'? You're the only one I want, Lily. Nobody else but you. I love you."

Lily smiled sadly. She knew this was going to be hard, but she didn't realize that it was this complicated. His blue eyes entranced her, captivating her into falling in love with him all over again. But she has to do it.

It's for the best.

"And I love you more. But I have to do this, Leo. It's for the best." She kissed him then and Leo was breathless. Oh, how he has dreamed of this moment but she pulled away before he could give one in return.

"Forget me."

Just like shattered glass, his mind goes blank. His eyes grew hazy as he stepped back from her and was about to fall. The others grabbed on to their brother before he hit the floor.

Raphael looked up at her with furious rage. "What did you do to him?"

"I've erased his memories of me. It's for the best that he forgets me and what has happened here." Lily says as she walks away from the panel and heads straight to the doors. "You boys better leave before the building explodes."

Raph wanted to say something else before Donnie nudged him. He growled as he brought Leo's arm around his shoulder as Donnie took hold of the other. "Mikey, make sure there's nothing in our way!"

"You got it, bruh!" He says as the brothers went towards the doors.

Lily watched as Leo's head looked up at her for a split second and she could have sworn she saw a tear fall from his cheeks.

Lily jolted awake as she looked around. She was in her office at the apartment suite. Her heart beating rapidly in her chest as her dream of the past came back to her. Why now of all things? That has been years ago and it's still haunting her till this very day.

Since then, she has been having nightmares and just wanted Leo back, but couldn't when she had done the deed. Donnie and the others still contact her since then, yet she couldn't help but to feel lonely. She used her mother's money to build a new building and made everything from scratch, taking over her mother's clothing business and making it her own.

Lily has to learn everything on her own. How to run a business, to be a boss and owner, to run meetings. Everything was new to her and since then, she realized how everything was so exhausting. Everyone was patient with her, considering that her mother was on the news, and people were taking pity on her.

But she doesn't want the pity.

All she wanted was those gorgeous blue eyes that gave her a reason to fight on.

She only saw them in her dreams.

Lily tried to pull away from the connection they had in their dreams, all she could do was make a barrier. She could feel his presence through the invisible wall and she could see him without Leo noticing.

A few months passed until one night, her office window opened. She turned around and gasped as Leonardo stood there, breathing heavily as sweat glistened from his face. He slowly stepped inside as she got up from her office chair from her apartment suite.

"You're Lily, aren't you?" He questioned as he eyed her down with his blue gaze. "You erased my memories because you don't deserve someone like me? What kind of bull crap is that?" He seethed.

She was then blocked by her desk as his body towered over her. Only at 5'3" she was tiny. Leo completely forgotten how tiny she was, but now was not the time. He needed answers.

"Tell me, Lily. If you loved me, why erase my memories? What was your purpose?" His voice low as his arms trapped her from escaping.

Lily's eyes widened. "I don't deserve you. I was only a child that didn't have experience of the world around me. I realized my mistake when I became a business owner. I'm sorry for what I did and I thought it was for the best. Please, forgive me."

Leo chuckled. "You thought that you don't deserve me because of what Tabitha and Aurora said? Since when do you take other people's words into consideration?"

His words struck deep. Before she met the others, Lily had trouble understanding other people's emotions because she had never been around anyone. She couldn't comprehend heartbreak, anxiety, or true happiness.

That's why the other girls weren't fond of her, and treated her differently. All because she didn't understand.

Just like that, Lily broke. Tears came falling down her cheeks and Lily stormed out of her office as she looked for her hero in blue. It was the middle of the night, hopefully he was home.

She opened the bedroom door as her heterochromatic eyes landed on his blue ones. Leo was in the middle of taking off his gear as he just got home from patrol. His eyes widened as he saw tears streaking down her pale cheeks.

"Lily, honey, what's wrong?" Leo said worriedly as he went towards her. He didn't have to go far as the woman jumped straight into his arms. Her arms wrapped around his neck and legs circled his waist. His arms held her as her wails of pain came crashing down.

"Leo, I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me." She cried. Clutched onto his neck like a life line as he held her, he sat on the bed and rocked her in his lap.

"It's okay. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." He reassured as he continued to rock her until her cries slowly stopped. He didn't say anything until she was ready to speak.

"I had a dream of me erasing your memories again. I know we discussed it but I still feel guilty. I love you and I don't want to lose you again." Lily says as she felt Leo gently wiped her tears from her cheeks.

"I know that is something that won't go away, but I promise that I'm not going anywhere. I've worked too hard on remembering and I'm not letting you go. I love you too much." Leo says as he kisses her forehead, cheeks and her lips. He could feel his wife melting into it, making his heart swell with warmth.

They both pulled away as Lily cuddled into his arms. "I love you, Leo."

"I love you even more, Lily." He kissed her forehead once again as he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. "I haven't showered yet, so you're gonna join me."

Lily laughed as he placed her on the counter. He walked away for a split second to turn on the shower and he was back to her. He kissed her knuckles as Lily sighs, loving the feel of his lips on her. Starting from the knuckle to the wrist, then he made his way up her arm and she felt her breath hitched as his lips attached to her neck.

"I'm not going anywhere, blossom," his voice grew deeper as he placed her arm over his shoulder and nibbled on the one spot that made her weak to the knees. "You are the only woman that I desire. I have married you for a reason and I have committed myself to you and to you alone. Our marriage is an oath to what happens in the future, we're gonna fight through it. I love you, Lily. Forever and always."

Lily could feel her eyes tearing up once again. Good thing that's from happiness. "Goodness, Leo, I have never cried this much since our wedding day and honeymoon." They both laughed as Leo cradled her face into his palms and cleared off the tears from her face over again.

"At least these are happy tears, my lady." He says as he kisses her gently. "Now, how about we take a shower and cuddle afterwards."

Lily smiled at the idea. "I would love that."

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Weird dream. I was myself, visiting the library of my childhood. I wanted to ask them if they still had the comics I liked to read, but the main entrance wasn’t working.

I wound up using a tiny spiral staircase that took me up to the second floor, which meant I had to work my way down to reception instead of starting there. As I did, I realized that a lot had changed— namely, there was suddenly So Much Pokemon Stuff. I stopped for a bit next to one shelf that had 100% guides for every Pokémon game and a bunch of Pokémon plushies. It was explained to me that one librarian in particular was very passionate about completing Pokémon games, and believed everyone should do it.

I finally got to reception, and it was pretty busy— run by three tiny old ladies, who seemed somewhat out of their depths using computers. One looked up at me, smiled, and said “I’m sorry dear, we can’t help you right now, the computer network is too busy.” I nodded, took about three steps away, and then did a swift about face and came back. I explained my purpose— asking if they still had those comics, and ended up watching her extremely slowly peck away at a keyboard in an effort to find out for me. Her name was Shea. She insisted on starting every search by typing ‘Shea wants to know’ into Google. Google, of course, did not know if this one library had these specific comics.

Eventually I suggested she show me to where’s the comics were kept, and I’d look myself. She agreed.

I don’t know where I am. Everything is cold and foggy. I’m cold. Why am I cold. Something above me hisses “there’s intruders,” and I watch as a long, serpentine beast whips away into the fog. Also, I’m not me anymore. I’m Leo RiseOfTheTeenageMutantNinjaTurtles.

I’m also not alone. Casey— specifically future Casey, is sitting in front of me, face filled with concern, reaching out. “I’m so cold,” I tell him, as I take his hand. “I’m so cold.”

Touching him, I become a little more aware. The fog begins to recede. He’s speaking urgently on the phone with someone— “do the gesture,” they urge, “try doing the gesture.”

He traces his fingers over mine, and I recognize it as something my family came up with after the prison dimension, to help me tell what’s real. The fog is gone. I’m not cold. Casey isn’t on the phone, but my brothers are here— I just couldn’t see them before.

I look at Mikey, first. There are several Mikeys. Everyone is acting like this is normal. The other Mikeys aren’t reacting like they can be seen. I look at Raph, same thing, except all the other Raphs are shorter. I look at Donnie. There is a vague haze of purple behind him that suggests more Donnie’s but I cannot look at them, I cannot look away from Donnie’s face, because he’s suddenly so anime. Like, he’s turned into one of those gags where someone’s face is drawn overly glittery and handsome. This fills me with a primal dread and terror so strong I wake up instantly

#mobbtalks #mobbdreams #so the serpent thing feeds off of affection. it traps you in a mental state where you’re desperate for it to come back because you’re so col #d #it usually keeps 3-4 people like that at a time and cycles between them #the only way to help us to have someone else affected by the serpent touch you #and then have some sort of memory trigger pull you fully out #the serpent itself was very long and thin with a human-ish torso #very strong arms with three fingers #a mouth like a moray eel and a long training kinda. skull thing. #the entire first half of the dream— wandering around the library— was a mix of reliving what led to me being caught #and the serpent trying to idealize it for me in my brain so that I’d be happier #and generate more affection #weird beast I might translate into a dnd monster

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OSTRACIZED

Chapter 11: Seduction

Chapters 1-10

HI GUYS! New chapter here! This one was fun to write, it’s more filler right before stuff pops off! but there’s a little Easter egg in this, a meme reference, and it was fun to reread and edit. Hope you guys enjoy!

RECAP: 

- "I'm so happy I found you. I was so worried. Mom and dad put posters everywhere-" "They.... They did? They're the ones that told me to leave" I frowned with confusion.

- "Yes, a sister company of TCRI I am doing more research into" he nodded, licking his lips as his eyes were glued to his 3 monitors. The light and parts of the screen reflecting off of his thick glasses as he ran his fingers over the keyboard rapidly. 

"What's it called?" I asked. 

"Silver" my shoulders slumped, my eyes grew wide.

- "We have a hit on the guy. April is coming over real quick to make a plan. She knows where we can find him" both our eyes widened at that. That would be an insane break through.

warning: unwelcomed grabby hands at some point, I thinks that’s it. Idk, lemme know guys

Seduction

I settled for putting my sweats on over my pajamas, along with my very baggy and oversized sweatshirt (Raph might fit an arm into this thing, it was that baggy) and headed to the living room where April was waiting.

I sat on the couch, expecting one of my brothers to squish into me, (Mikey lived for it, I found it hilarious.) But when Raph walked in front of me, smoothly picked me up, sat where I was, I was confused at first, until he set me down on his lap.

He looked around as if daring someone to say anything about it. I was simultaneously a pile of goo and embarrassed. Not about him, but I was just not used to all of this, like really not used to this. My heart was melting though, Raph was fantastic.  

April came in, saw me in his lap, his chin resting on my head. His whole body hunched over mine. Her eyebrows shot up but she had a knowing smile on her face.

No, not a knowing smile. I knew that smile, she was plotting. I don't know what, but she was, I looked at her unsure, and she winked at me.

"Hey! You April?" That was Ana as she came through the door.

"Naw. That ain't her. It's a different human female that comes down here" Ana didn't seemed fazed by how Raph and I were at least, she was insanely good at reading people, she knew before we did, how close we were probably. Simply because she knows me so well.

"I mean. There's chief Vincent too" Don said in Ana's defense

"You know Raph? You talk real big for someone who gives tactical croc vibes" any and all body movement around me stopped. I swear I heard dial up noises from Raph brain, trying to process what the actual hell Ana said.

"I-what does that mean?"

"Proving my point" Mikey started to laugh really hard at Raph's expression, giving the woman a high five.

"Its called a real life shit post" Ana explained to her new best friend.

"I freaking love it" Mike sat down, squishing up against Raph.

"Nice to meet you" Ana finished, April was snickering at her.

"Nice to meet you too I think we'll get along just fine" The black haired woman had a sparkle to her blue eyes

"Cool. April likes my girl friend" Mikey yanked the woman he supposedly claimed, down to sit next to him and pulled her into a hug, squishing her face to his obnoxiously but it was super cute at the same time.

She didn't even have time to respond, and now she was too busy laughing. Clearly she though it was adorable too.  

"Wow. That was quick"

"A lot better than the last one" Leo muttered as he came in.

"Last one?" Ana honed in on that. I was giving Leo a look of warning, my sister was probably armed with something. Even if it wasn't a gun. Though I would be surprised if it wasn't a firearm.

"Mikey found a she devil and decided to date her" Raph said quickly before I could stop him.

"What. Was she a bitch to you?" Ana turned to the now unusually quiet turtle, saw his face, how hurt and scared he was. Quickly put two and two together.

"Where's this bitch? I just wanna talk to her" sure enough, she pulls a hurking, hunting bowie knife out, it was a familiar snow cammo one.

"Is that mine?" I said accusingly

"What?" That was Raph. I immediately buttoned my lip.

"Where did you even pull that from" Leo blinked.

"Don't worry about it. There's more where that came from though" a smile found its way to Mikey's face at her shenanigans.

"If I just shook you, would more come out?" Leo raised a brow as Ana stood up, and began to back up.

"Don't you DARE big blue" Ana was kind of fast, meanwhile Leo was VERY fast, she yelped, dropping the knife, lord knows Leo wasn't scared of blades.

Then she started to laugh when Leo turned her upside down, holding onto her by her ankle so easily, and began to gently shake her like a dirty rug.  

Mike was laughing hysterically now. I grinned at him, realizing what Leo was doing. He wanted his brother to laugh, to feel better, the sweetie pie.

"Wait wait wait. Leo. Stop. Mike, get a camera, I have an idea" Leo perked his head at her, his muscles in his arm and shoulder flexed when he lifted her high enough so they were damn near face to face.

"What is your idea?" He challenged as Mikey got his phone out.

"Sis. What's the exercise with the dumb bell, behind the back, you literally called them "behind the backs"" I looked up at the ceiling in thought.

"Oh. The one that works triceps.  Dumb bell extensions?"

"Yes! Leo. Do you know what those are? And hurry up because the blood is rushing to my head" he nodded, looking amused, Raph wasn't the only one that liked weight lifting, they were both ripped and shredded for a reason.

"Alright. Bear with me here, do that to me" Mikey immediately covered his mouth, knowing exactly where she was going with this. Perfect pose now, Leo was holding her like a fish. Mike took a picture, and he was laughing so hard the entire time, if the picture came out right it would be a miracle.

"Alright. Leo. Put me behind your back, and do a dumbbell extension"

"Where you going with this?" Leo demanded.

"I'm trying to reenact a meme!" She explained. The leader in blue rolled his eyes.

"You and your memes" he did what she asked though, swung her behind him, careful to make sure she didn't get banged up on his shell, then put the other hand on her ankle.

"Do a silly face Leo. Mike get the picture" the poor turtle in orange was laughing so hard he couldn't even hold his phone up at this point.

April bit her lip in amusement, snatched his phone, and then took the pic for him.

Mikey's face was buried in the couch, his body shuffling with his laughter. It got contagious, everyone else started snickering. Leo carefully set Anastasia down, she tucked her head in so she would harmlessly land on her back, and she was also laughing hysterically as she picked her knife back up and sheathed it.

"Grade A performance Chris Hemsworth" she said through her laugh, wiping tears away. She couldn't even get up because she was doubled over and light headed from dangling.

"April! April! Lets see the picture. You saint. Good save!" Ana carefully got up. Going to Mikey and April who was eagerly scrolling through the pictures. All three saw the picture and started laughing all over again.

"You are such dumb asses" Raph shook his head, but he wasn't able to hide his own amusement.

"Mark me down for love struck dumb ass, bruh" Mikey beamed

"As love struck as she's packing" Mikey. Like everyone else was finally reducing his laughter down to giggles.

"Not packing as much as you, cutie" Ana smiled innocently

"I don't have my chucks on me" I'm no social genius, maybe I just knew my sister too well? But I knew where she was going with this.

"Oh bless your heart. That wasn't what I was talking about" ladies and gentlemen. My sister singlehandedly made the mouthiest, loudest turtle brother shocked into silence. AND blush.

"You're so cute when you blush. I'll definitely make you do it more" there was a guilty grin on her face now, she definitely looked like she was going to keep true to her word with that.

"I.... Mikey found an equally as pervy and meme addicted as him: woman. Fate really does have a plan" Donnie was in disbelief.

"Guys I'm so in love. I feel like Raph when Abby threw him the first time"

"What does that mean" I heard them mention the same past events with us twice now and I was so confused.

"I'll tell ya later" he promised with an amused rumble.

"Appreciate it" I grinned. I was just a smiling goof ball lately, I wasn't even mad, it felt so amazing.

"Alright" Leo slapped his hands together, looking at April.

"Lets cut to the chase. You said you know who he is, and where he'll be next" the pretty black haired woman nodded.

"And I have a plan" she added. Leo was the one that usually had the plans, so when April mentioned it, he was very intrigued.

"A Ryan Leakly. Yes. Abby and I are going to comicon, finding him, and seeing if he'll open up to us"

"Why you 2?" That was Raph quickly intervening. Maybe bristling.

"I always wanted to go to a comicon" my eyes lit up.

"Same" Donnie grinned. I pointed at him excitedly. It looks like we were going to comicon! I knew Mikey and even Leo would be down too. Mike loved videogames and Leo (though he hid it) loved comics, you learn a lot about people when you cleaned their rooms.

"Well Raphie? We're going to dress up and be in the scene, Abby would be a good candidate in case things went south quickly. You guys can be on standby there, and she can be at the ready" April shrugged.

We got to dress up? Yes! I wonder what we were dressing up as! Admittedly, I was a nerd, and always wanted to cosplay.

Leo and Raph exchanged looks in thought, not knowing how they liked the idea of this plan.

"Please?" I begged, in favor of April, this sounded like so much fun! I haven't been out and doing something like this in years!

"This is a mission, not a vacation. I'm worried about you getting distracted and then hurt" Leo frowned.

"I won't. We'll be fine" I promised.

"Raph, what's your input?" The leader sighed, he clearly wasn't on board with this fully.

"Abby. You think you can do this?" I felt him look down at me. I made eye contact and nodded happily. He sighed, clearly not wanting me to be on board with this, and then nodded.

"Alright"

"We'll have eyes on them" Leo assured his brother. I was so excited now! I got to go to comicon! And hang out more with April, I bet it'll be so much fun with her.

"I'm coming too" Ana decided.

"Fine. But stay out of the way in case anything happens" you could tell Leo wasn't in the mood to pick that battle.

"What are we going as?" I asked, and then immediately regretted it. I don't know why, but the look she gave me made me nervous.

"What?" Came my nervous follow up question.

"My house. Right now. We're going to figure out" something tells me we weren't going in cosplay...

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I changed, and then stood in April's apartment, wide eyed, and questioning my decision.

She came out of her closet with a couple dresses, some skirts, and some shirts that appeared to be missing their midsection, she even got some bras out.

"Well? Get to it, let's see what you're wearing" she had a smirk.

"April I have never dressed this way in my life"

"Perfect. Lets see how you look" she was not about to back down. Oh god. I waited another moment, looking at her with pleading eyes. But all she did was motion with her hand to get a move on. I groaned and began to strip down to my bra, looking at her selection.

"What size do you wear?"

"34 DDD"

"Are you serious?? Why are you always wearing such baggy clothing?" She seemed appalled

"I wear what's comfortable" I explained bluntly. I put one of her bras on, it did not fit. My breasts were basically spilling out of it. I frowned and went to take it off but she stopped me.

"Perfect" why was she doing this?

"Girl. What are you doing? You look amazing you're so cut, and you're always covering yourself up. We're changing that. I'm going to make a grown man cry" what? I didn't like hurting peoples' feelings.

"Who are going to make cry? Leakly?" Why were we going to do that? Because be was a bad guy? Still a little messed up

"Sure. We'll put a show on for that creep, but he's not the one I'm excited about" I was so unbelievably lost.

"April… you're confusing me"

"Put this on." It was a long sleeved belly shirt. I've never even tried on a belly shirt before, I've never been more unsure in my life.

"You've got muscle tone and you're really fit. I know why Raphie is losing his mind over you." she smiled. I blushed, as I slipped my arms in, and slipped my head through the shirt.

My delts and arms looked lithe and small, my breasts looked, like, fake and huge, and it really drew attention to my now well toned stomach.

"And this!" She gave me and insanely short skirt. I barely wore short shorts, this is just insane. But I humored her, slipped out of my pants, and slid her skirt on. She bit her lip at what she saw.

"Oh. Seducing him is going to be too easy"

"WE'RE DOING WHAT?!?" April laughed at my exclamation. I couldn't do something like that! What would Raph think??? I never want him to feel jealous or hurt, especially if I inflicted it.

"Sweety. Sweety calm down. This is going to be A-mazing. Raph isn't going to react the way you think he will. Trust me" I couldn't help but to examine myself, and then try to cover myself up. I've had swimsuits leave more to the imagination than this!

"I am so not going out like this" I warned her. She was changing into a different outfit, something along the same lines: short skirt, belly shirt, and she put some heals on.  

"No. You're not. We need to get your eyebrows done, hair, and make up done. And THEN you're going to comicon" this is it. This is what she was plotting that night. What was her end game with all this?? She shoved some wedges near me and I blankly started to put them on, just to see if they would even fit.

I looked at her, exasperated. I can't do this, why did she pick me for this whole thing? Seducing someone? What? I was perfectly the WRONG person to do that. I don't even know how to Flirt. Why not just get Ana? She'd be perfectly fit for it.

"Let's go"

"No wait!" Too late, she dragged me out her door, and I have never been so hypersensitive of gazes and looks in my life, honestly I was so self conscious.  

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"Where are the girls at? They're supposed to be home soon" Leo was getting a bit worried. They needed to get to comicon and start their mission, hopefully nothing happened to them.

"Abby has been texting me, keeping in contact. She said they're on the way" Raph told his brother. Leo nodded.

"Everyone geared up and ready to go?"

"Depends. How many guns can I bring into comicon?"

"Don't make me shake you again" Leo warned to which he got a snicker from her.

"Yooo. This is gonna be lit! Leo. Can Don and I just walk around?" Mikey chirped excitedly.

"No you can not"

"But we can just pretend we're cosplaying!" Mikey whined.

"Mike. This is a mission. We aren't there to play. And risking yourself like that is just insane"

"Have you met him?" Donnie asked the eldest in a flat tone. There was a knock on the door, but it was opened before any of them could answer it.

"Guys. Are you ready for this?" The guys couldn't help but to gawk a bit at April. It wasn't abnormal for her to show herself off a bit.

"Damn girl!" Nope. That wasn't Mikey, that was Anastasia. Mikey was yet again: laughing at the woman next to him.

"How was my Mikey impersonation? spot on? Because we were all thinking it. Let's be honest" Ana grinned at all the looks she got.

"That's what you're going to comicon in? What about Abbigail?" Raph narrowed his eyes a little in suspicion.

"Just wait for it. Abby get in here!" She seemed so excited.

"I am not going in there April. How did you even get me out of your apartment?" She all but whimpered.

"Abby? You ok?" Raph asked while wondering what it was that April did to her, he started to walk towards the door but April held a hand out to him to stop him, amusement in her eyes.

"She's fine. She's just bashful. After I got her to wear her outfit I dragged her out of my apartment before she could process it and it finally occurred to her how she looks. It's adorable" April smiled at them.

"Come on Abby~" she all but sang.

"I am not" she decided firmly. It also sounded like she was trying to go back down the sewers to leave even.

"No. Nope" April went out the door, a little 'yeep' was heard, and she carefully dragged her back into the room, lightly enough to not make her trip on her high heels.

The room very quickly grew silent, Abby didn't even look like herself. Her hair was down and curled, she was wearing make up like she never did. And her clothing was something the boys never seen her wear, was this even Abby???

"April. I am so mortified right now" Abby was frozen, staring at the ground, the boys were just in a state of shock. Once they got their minds back they looked at Raph who was staring HARD. His situation was DEFINITELY more than just a little shock.

The red banded turtle swallowed, once. They swear they saw his breathing pick up a little. His eyes were shamelessly glued to her.

"Raph.... I can change clothes real quick" the poor woman looked so ridiculously nervous and uncomfortable.

"If you're changing clothes its for you and you alone" his voice was a bit raspy, he cleared his throat. He walked up to her, taking her in, very slowly, observing every curve. Her legs  and ass were large from squats, waist tiny from core exercises, and she hit the push ups hard so her breasts were plenty large. Everything was perfectly defined in the clothing.

He got just a little closer to her, towering over her. Lord help him, he needed some strength to focus on this mission, and he'd need all the help he could get.

"You being in a busy room is your only saving grace from me right now" he murmured lowly into her ear. Her bright blue eyes got brighter when her pupil constricted in shock.

Her face got so red, Raph couldn't believe she was his, she was prettier than any model he's ever seen, with the heart to match it. And he couldn't wait to show her physically, Abby felt an anticipated shiver go up her spine. April was so smug as she watched the couple interact.

"Told you he'd like it" she bit her lip.

"Who are you. What did you do with my sister. Got damn" Ana was covering her mouth. Their parents would flip, God she wishes she could have a reaction from them right now. Make her day.

"April, this had nothing to do with your plan for Leakly" Abby turned her attention on her accusingly.

"It still is. This is just a bonus" April walked up to Raph and an overly flustered Abby. Well, both were flustered, Raph was just a predatory flustered. She was loving this so much, this was hilarious. And would hopefully get these two to get a move on.

"So. What is the full plan here? Because you two aren't blending in like that" But typically Leo's plans would veer in the shadows, not making a scene, etc. This was quite literally the opposite. The leader was also finding the situation amusing though, He's never seen Raph react this way, he understood why though

If it wasn't for the mannerisms and gentleness only Abby could have, he wouldn't even believe it was her. She looked like a completely different person from a magazine.

"Sometimes standing out is the thing to go for Leo. We get close to this guy. See if he'll give us answers" April winked at him.

"You'll definitely get his attention" the turtle leader assured, really unsure about this now.

"Raph. She wants us to seduce him" Abby panic in the main ambiance of her hushed tone.

"Yeah she does. You'll knock him dead babe" the hot head grinned. Dear lord Raph was more than ok with this, in fact it was along the lines of him being IN to this.  

"Come on. You already walked all over New York like that. You'll be fine" April assured her friend.

"I cant believe I am doing this" Abby wanted to back out, but she wanted to be there for April. She was depending on her for her first line of protection, that was a really big responsibility.  

"I can't even flirt" Abby looked at Raph and April.

"You don't need to" Raph assured, she'd be turning all the male minds into goo.

"I'll do all the talking, just look pretty and help me distract him" April assured. Clearly Abby wasn't making any progress here, it was pointless to keep fighting.

"Ok" she sighed. Look pretty? She usually dressed like a tom boyish slob, this was going to take A LOT to get used to.  

April and Abby turned to leave the lair, and Raph casually checked out Abby's ass in the skirt as she moved along, this turtle actually bit his fist a bit and closed his eyes a little as Leo walked up next to him.

"Brother. Give me strength to focus" his tone was low.

"I'll just get Mikey to annoy you into focusing" Leo slapped his shoulder obnoxiously as he passed him.

"Right on" Mikey cheered a little, and followed the leader.

.

.

Comicon was packed, and I was almost distracted enough by all the things to look at.. If I wasn't getting a hole stared through me every 17 seconds, this is not how I wanted my first time to go. If I was wearing like, some cool cosplay then I wouldn't have minded, but that was not the case.

"How did I get you to convince me to do this?" I said over the loud noise in the area. It would be a lot easier to stay focused now at least.

"You're going to do just fine" April assured.

"If I transform, I'm going to ruin your nice clothes" I warned.

"Eh. They'll get ruined one way or another tonight" wh-what. What? What did THAT mean?

"One thing you should know about Raph. He likes being territorial" April smirked at me. And that made me worried. I didn't want him to feel the need to do that-

"No. Abby. You misunderstand. He LIKES to be territorial. Show off, be up against this guy. You're going to drive him crazy the entire time" she giggled.

"Trust me" well. Raph knew people grossed me out. So I was hoping he'd remember that if I got down and dirty, my version of it anyway. Hugs to strangers was dirty for me if I was being honest.

I put the ear piece in, messed with my phone, and continued to follow April.

I carefully looked up at the support beams of the building, looking for my lover, I couldn't help it, he had a death grip on my heart and my mind was on him a lot lately.

"I'm here, baby" even over an earpiece his voice rumbled pleasantly in my ear, I couldn't help a smile on my face.

"Don't get distracted" April gently grabbed my wrist and waltzed along, everyone moving out of her way as she strut what she had. I was not about to do that, but I was impressed by the sass and confidence. Need me some of that.

There was art of all kinds from different fandoms everywhere, and as much as I wanted to stop and look, I refrained. It was basically like if you were able to walk through tumblr in person in here. And maybe meet a famous person or two, though that was a bit expensive.

"Alright, this guy should be here by now, so let's see if we can find him" I was not good at that either. I never really studied people enough or stared at them hard enough to remember features, I swear my memory with people was just terrible, I really was the worst possible candidate for this job. Maybe it was because I tended to not care what they looked like? I don't know.

"Over there. By the anime body pillows" April motioned lowly.

"Can't we just kidnap him?"

"No, he's leading a vital project for the company, we need to figure out what it is" April said.

"Say the word, I'll kidnap him, get back to the lair faster, and we can have some alone time" Raph said over the earpiece.

"Raph, stop giving her ideas" Leo huffed.

"Can I think about it?" I begged the leader, as if pretending there was anything to actually think about, that sounded like an amazing plan.

"No. Start moving in you 2" Leo quickly ordered.

"You heard him, fun time later" April poked.

gently weaved our way around the large rivers of the crowd, pretending to look at other stuff to not draw too much attention from this guy too quickly.

Finally, April marched us up next to him, I could tell she was strategizing on how to start a conversation, but when I saw what he was looking at, I moved in.

"My Hero Academia fan?" This 30+ year old man, was looking at a body pillow of a teenage anime girl, I could ignore or put up with a lot, but this? was so creepy. The man looked surprised, and then smiled at me, I smiled back sweetly, but man it was not genuine.

"Yeah, you watched it?" he smelled of BO and his breath was rank. I was supposed to seduce this man? I was repulsed by damn near everyone, but this was a whole new level.

"A little. I love Deku and Almight's relationship. It's very wholesome" I've watched this series once, and that was damn near all my knowledge of the anime. But clearly it was enough because the man's smile got bigger, and he got closer to me, April seemed impressed by my ability to charm this weeb.

"Hi. I'm Megan, this is Stephanie" April introduced herself, she was wearing a wig so he shouldn't be able to pick her out as the famous news reporter she actually was.

"Someone go get Cris Hansen" Mikey said over the communication link, I gave a genuine smile at him this time and it was to hide the laugh and real smile I wanted to give Mikey at the hilarious joke.

"Megan, Stephanie, so great to meet you nice ladies, what are women like you doing in a place like this? You nerds?"

"Oh totally" April was playing a flawless ditsy girl.

"I'm Ryan. So what are you into?" He was getting excited

"Little bit of everything, Megan likes Dr. Who, I'm a big fan of Supernatural" I was playing along with this, least I can do is have fun. I could see the shine of pride in April's eyes for making for a good ditsy fangirl too.

"Very nice. Well as you can see, this is my scene"

"Yeah! That's like, so cool!" She had such a good fake smile as she placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Would you like to walk with us?" April asked excitedly.

"Give us a tour? We just got here" She pouted a little.

"Oh absolutely!" He grinned, and held his arms out, ew, gross, no. I didn't want to do this, but if we were going to get into his head, we were going to have to go for his body I guess. I know allosexual people tended to be easy to hypnotize with sex, he already proved it was on his mind with the body pillows.

April and I both wrapped an arm around his, April watching me and holding it close her body, biting her lip a little at him as we walked. She was giving me instructions, how far before Raph would get upset with me though? I really didn't want to find out, and I was so grossed out touching him at all!

"You're doing great baby. Keep it up" Raph said to me, again, making me genuinely smile, and this idiot thought it was directed at him.  

"So, who's your favorite character in MHA?" He continued to look at me.

"I totally like Bakugo his temper cracks me up, but he's so funny later on" I was getting the weird accent down.

"Big fan of hot heads?" Raph snickered at me

"Stop distracting her" Leo scolded.

"Raph has more testosterone up here alone than all the men in this building combined" Donnie tattled on his brother. Noooo Don't make me blush guys! But I did, and the creep seemed to be digging it, if only he knew. I think he was saying something, but I was definitely not paying attention because I was distracted on my REAL love interest.

"I love Mr. Aizowa" he told me. When I looked at him in confusion he clarified.

"The teacher"

"Oh that's so funny! WE are teachers!" April smiled.

"Damn she's good" Mike said.

"Yeah, fourth grade. What do you do?" I looked overly excited to find out.

"Bio engineer. I actually work in a lab, and have been working on a project" April and I both in unison: made our faces light up, with some overdramatized "wooooow"s.

"You sound like, so smart" I leaned into his arm, letting my breast rub up against it.

"You do. That's so impressive!" April captured him in a trance with her sapphire eyes.

"Can you tell us anymore, we're like DYING to know" April bit her lip.

"Oh... not really supposed to..." but he was teetering.

"Please? I'm a total sucker for a nerd" I pressed myself closer in his arm, trying not to show my disgust, or tense my body. He looked down at my breasts against his arm. And then the smile he gave me was nasty beyond all belief.

"We made a project to go up against our sister company. On the brink to discovering the last key factors of it" that was a tidbit of VERY important information.

"Woooow. That is amazing!" I smiled. His arm went from my front, where he snaked it around and got a handful of my ass. I couldn't help my quick, disgusted reaction of moving away from him. That's when I realized I messed up. His face fell, he seemed to be snapping out of hypnotic state April and I had him in.

Then quickly went for his wrist, pressing something. Several men moved from the crowd, they were blending in well, and started to charge at April and I. Bodyguards.

One went to strike April, but a green hand caught it, my green hand, I finished my transformation. And threw that guy into another guy. More blows tried to come at me, but I was a lot stronger than them, even if they landed hits, they weren't going to do anything to this form.

"What the hell!" Ana said from her place by the turtles. Leo and Raph took off, Mike and Don hung back for now.

"We'll explain later" Don said sheepishly. Ana took a breath, and realized her new life was probably going to be full of surprises like this, she might want to get used to it.

"Side note: Raph's gonna be squaring up, and the dude he'll be fighting is gonna be like: ah! Help! He's got a boner!" Ana told Mikey, doing her best impression on Beavis and Butthead. Mikey and Donnie both got a kick out of that one, Don even giving an adorable nerd snort.

I transformed back when Raph and Leo got to the scene to continue the fight. The people of the convention were scrambling around at the sudden commotion.

"Follow him!" Leo pointed at a fleeing Ryan. Raph, myself, and April made a beeline for the garbage truck outside. Don and Mike making it to the door first, the jokester had the other jokester tucked under one of his arms. When we made it outside, a black Lincoln pulled up to the front of the building to swoop him up.  

The boys picked us up, and high tailed it to the truck, tossing us in gently and taking their places. Leo hit the gas hard the second it was started and in gear. The wheels broke a bit, and peeled off as we quickly started to catch up to the Lincoln.

"He's going back to the lab. Ain't he?" Raph said from next to me as he put a blanket over me for me to cover me up, save whatever dignity I had left.

"Yes. And something tells me we are about to go up against what he was talking about. What better thing to save him?" Leo said darkly as he stayed on their tails.

"Not before I whoop his ass for touching Abby" Raph assured with narrowed eyes. Man I hoped I wouldn't have to do anything like this again.

NEXT CHAPTER!

@mysticboombox​ @thelaundrybitch​ @selfless1978​ @katecupcakekate  

#tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt raph #tmnt mikey #tmnt leonardo #tmnt bayverse #tmnt april #tmnt x reader #tmnt x oc

[blkbeak]

“Please help me”

#first time coloring manga~~~& i love it? #anywayyyysss #sano manjiro #takemichi hanagaki #mikey #takemitchy #tokyo revengers #well not really a spoiler but lets tag it anyway #spoiler #spoilers #tokyo revengers spoilers #tokyo revengers spoiler #also just got a kitten & found out his paws activate my touchscreen so rip:'( #][= ---ok now hes running on my keyboard #tw blood #tw #blood #tw: blood #mine #manga coloring #tokyo revengers manga

[rydcrs]

*sounds of frankies feet running across my keyboard*

#mikey was on my keyboard too lmao #mine

[kshira]

— what’s mine, is mine

SUMMARY: manjiro sano hates sharing what’s his and sometimes he has to show his underlings exactly what he means

TW: fem!reader, mentions of m!masturbation, consensual filming, f!oral, cursing, praise, mentions of creampie, jealous mikey, possessive mikey, soft dom mikey! w/sub!reader 

WC: 1.7k

AN: this is my piece for the precious @hornime caught in 4k collab, thank you for letting me join my love <3

the bonten executives absolutely adored when their boss's girl comes strolling in, all of their eyes snap to you—they can’t deny that it's so entertaining seeing eye candy whenever you grace them with your presence.

mikey pays no mind to what his underlings do, sitting at the end of the lengthy table with his hands tucked perfectly behind his head while his static orbs quietly collecting every touch, whisper and single flick of their eyes do to what’s his.

bonten’s number two always starts with his sapphire eyes catching glimpses of your curves, crawling his vision up to your tits bouncing with every step you take. sanzu can’t take his eyes off of you, imagining how much he’d stare at you while you’re under him naked and splayed out—he shakes his head pulling the thoughts from his mind when you walk by him with a smile.

ran isn’t so subtle, he jumps to his feet to greet you—featherlight touches to your exposed skin while his long arms wrap around you pulling you into a hug. a smirk bleeds through his face when a squeak comes from your lungs, always tighter the better so he can feel your tits squish against his chest. ran wonders how loud you’d be if he had his cock buried in your—rindou usually cuts the interaction off when he gets to the best part.

the younger haitani wants you to lean down while you talk to him, just a slice of your breasts peek through in his vision when he whispers his greetings, “you look so pretty today” he comments, gaze still set on your perfect tits. “mikey is so lucky” rindou adds before flashing a genuine smile but the compliment sounds so fake almost like he just has to say it while he simply imagines fucking you.

you make your way to the black hair man sat across from your boyfriend, he smiles sweetly with a soft ‘hello’ and nothing more—kokonoi wasn’t as obvious as others but when nights got so lonely he only thought about you while he fucked his fist, always spilling his seed to some picture he just so happened to have.

the other two members were just as kind, gentle to the touch—words of honey exposure but you were just sure they looked too hard at you but how could they help it? your body swayed so perfectly, their pants just seemed to tighten at the thought of advancements towards you.

mikey didn’t care though, not a single thought crossed his mind while his men eye fucked you—he trusted you, loved you and would most certainly kill a man for you. because at the end of the day, you belong to him.

“you’re still awake?” you question, peering your face over the door frame of mikey’s home office, his fingers card through the raven locks. “yeah angel, bout to be done though” he swivels in his chair, patting his thigh “sit with me pretty girl.”

he doesn’t have to ask twice before sounds of bare feet padding across the wooden floor and plopping down on his thigh, mikey warm chest cascading heat as you snuggle into his skin.

mikey places a kiss on your hair while his fingers work against the keyboard sending waves of emails, your body engulfed by one hand and fingers running a circle across your sheer shirt.

your lashes drag shut, the lasting sounds of his meek breathes rushing through his lips—it feels peaceful, traces of harmony cloud throughout the room, sleep invades your mind till the shuffle of his body jolts your body from slumber.

he looks down noticing a clear shot of your breasts, the crevice between both mounds of flesh and his cock twitches at the sight, another sense kicking in noticing your ass wiggling against his crotch.

he leaves the laptop to run his finger down to your neck, stopping at your chin to tilt your chin upwards—lips meeting his own in one motion, playful mouths moving in sync, tongue dipping into your warm mouth. mikey becomes impatient, clouding your face with his hands and needy lips inhaling your breaths.

“i want you” mikey mumbles through your mouth, biting your bottom lip and pulling it leaving a string of spit—cunt clenching at the action you trail off his lap and lead him to the bedroom, fingers intertwining like knots while the bed sheets hit your back.

mikey crawls over you, between your legs and grinding down his hips on your cunt, heavy pants settle on his tongue—greedy fingers slipping your shirt off and hungry tongue catching your perked nipple in his mouth.

“can i record me fucking you?” mikey utters, distancing himself from your body and keeping a finger to toy with your bare skin, “yeah but why?” you ask, tugging at his pants, lust filtering your brain.

this wasn’t the first time you’ve had a camera capturing your intimate moments but it caught you off guard since you usually asked and mikey was rather—shy about it.

“when i miss this perfect cunt, got a reminder” he pulls his shirt off tossing it aside and gathering his fingers at his belt unbuckling it, you shrug your shoulders in a lazy manner—fingers snapping at his underwear while he flashes a coy smile jumping from the bed to set up his phone for the perfect shot.

mikey places it on top of the nightstand making sure you were front and center, the camera angled right at you—more or less at him, he didn’t care about his body even in it.

mikey returns to his position, taking your hand to touch his hard bulge while he slips your frilly panties off and throwing him over his shoulder, fingers grabbing against the fat on your inner thighs. he slinks from the bed, yanking your ass to the edge of the bed while his head dives between your legs.

fingers splayed across your lower stomach to keep you down while he tongue slides through your folds, he knows how much you wiggle under his hold whilst mikey flicks his tongue against your puffy clit, slurping your juices and dropping a glob of his spit back down in your messy pussy and a single finger comes through to swirl through the mess.

“manjiro” you whine, voice coming off as a squeal when he hums into your cunt, vibrations sending a shiver through your spine, “always taste so good” he finally speaks out, continuing his tongue flickering over your clit.

your hands find salvation in his hair, tugging and pulling harder down on your heat—mikey squeezes your thighs, tongue rolling and prodding your clenching hole, he takes his time—playing through every motion his tongue could possibly do until he feels the tremble of your body knowing you’re so close.

“g-gonna cum” your soft squeak flutters through his ear, mikey grins through your cunt, cock throbs at the rupture of moans escaping from your lungs as the tight coil snaps against your stomach, high pitch scream while the juices color his tongue.

mikey comes up from your legs, wiping your slick with the back of his hand as he shuffles his underwear off and climbing back over you. he motions your body perfectly in front of the camera, all the pixels capture is your face, legs spread and a smudge of his body hovering over you.

“you think anybody could make you cum like that?” mikey coos, fisting his cock waiting for your answer, flickering his eyes over at his phone before leaning down with one hand planted firmly beside your head.

“n-no, only you” you whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck, heels of your feet digging into his back, “that’s right pretty girl, gonna make a mess all over my cock, yeah?” he mumbles, glancing at your trembling lip hid behind your teeth, “y-yeah” you whimper, spreading your legs further, needy for him.

“that’s my girl” he crashes his lips against yours and rolls his hips in motion, sinking his fat cock deep inside you, eyes crossing when he thrusts harder and harder, not a moment to even catch your breath.

“fuck baby, you’re so tight” mikey groans, pounding harder into you, the sheets under you balling up from his tight grip—mikey lips part, cock dragging through your gummy walls.

you feel like you’re growing close again, fingers twitching against his skin, juices from your weeping cunt drools to the sheets, mikey short breaths hit higher pitches every time he bumps your cervix. the orgasm washes through you, pussy clenching in response when you let go, mikey gasps fucking you through the waves of bliss rupturing your body.

“you’re mine, all fucking mine” mikey takes his hand and grips your warm cheeks “this pussy is mine.” you babble incoherent words, sentences left unheard when he feels his release rearing its head, slamming harder and wrapping his arms around you while his cock leaks his seed.

“god you’re so fucking perfect” mikey praises, leaving a kiss on your forehead, “so fucking perfect for me” he feels his seed leaking into your hole more and fuck—he just wants to stay like this forever.

the bonten members don’t know why their boss has called this meeting but they really had no other choice since whatever he says goes.

watching mikey walk to the front of the room with his hands casually shoved in his pockets he reaches his hand out to click a small remote as the projector comes down casting a video.

their eyes begin bulging from their sockets when a familiar face appears on the screen, noises of your high pitched whines and whimpers flow into through their ears.

a more particular scene plays through, mikey grips his hand on your face, head leaning down to your ear whispering hot tainted words “tell me who owns this fucking pussy.”

your head throws back when mikey pushes his cock deeper in your hole, a melodic moan ruptures through your pretty puffy lips “it’s you manjiro, all yours” you whine, the sounds of your voice only grow higher as it’s obvious mikey makes you cum seconds after the words.

the screen pauses right after, and mikey cuts the video off taking his demise stare to every single member that just watched everything laid out in front of them, “what’s mine, is fucking mine” he says, pulling out his gun and laying it on the table.

“any questions? or should i just play the video again?”

tagging— @hertani

#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev smut #tokyorev x reader #tokrev smut #tokrev x reader #mikey x reader #mikey smut #majiro sano x reader #mikey x you #mikey x y/n #caughtin4kcollab

[moxfirefly]

Good afternoon, this has been in the works for a while now and I finally got around to finishing it and being pretty content of it (this is gonna go up on AO3 soon along with the others that aren’t request) but I wanted to post it here first. Enjoy!

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

“Wish you were here right now

All of the things I'd do”

Gaming was always an escape.

From childhood to adulthood. There was some gaming equipment in your hands, controls, handhelds, keyboards and so on. There was just something calming about entering a fantasy world and immersing yourself in scenery and stories that made you stray from bad days and long nights.

For Donatello it was the same.

On one of his many supply scavenges Splinter had found a dumpster near a toy store that was going out of business. It was a memorable haul for them. What they expected to be routine things mixed with some type of groceries had turned into literal Christmas in July. Stuffed animals, board games, action figures and even a few gaming consoles with some cartridges and cd’s. Noticeably they were considered damaged or improperly manufactured, but they didn’t care and for Donnie he had spent a good week and a half fixing up the Nintendo and Play Station 2 consoles back into working conditions.

That alone had been plenty for him but nevertheless Mikey being so excited about playing wanted him to join him. They had played for hours and each disc or cartridge they tried out held a new story, a new set of controls to learn, new visuals and such. He was immediately hooked.

When he had gotten the first parts to start building a PC from scratch he knew there would be another world of possibilities for games.

Now gaming is a leisure for Donnie. Something he does for enjoyment and an escape when his projects become too much. The world of online gaming allowed him to also explore the possibilities of chatting with others though, the humans they were not allowed to see or speak to (with the exception of their Hogosha) but needless to say it wasn’t like Donnie broadcasted his identity and whereabouts. More so these people only came to game and speak game.

Donnie absolutely does detest the unnecessary sexism that gaming brings. Many a time he had read on chats or heard on his head set such derogatory comments thrown at female players. Never the one to stand such misogynistic behavior (he was raised better and had heard enough horror stories from April) he always shot that shit down quickly. Given his status as being far above his gaming peers he had developed respect and none of them ever shot back at him.

That���s how he runs into you.

On the opposing team nonetheless.

Once your female voice ran through the ears of the group he had been stuck in, the comments began to rain down. Some colorful, some lazy and some downright disgusting. Donnie had had enough and with some of his more illegal methods, had managed to push out the players in his party and send the audio recording to the email of the developers.

On exceptionally petty days he did far worse.

You had been stunned, wondering why the gang of immature boys had suddenly disappeared. Only one of them remained with the gamer tag specifying ‘Don_DuzMachines’ you couldn’t help but giggle at it.

You had asked if the sudden disappearance had been a weird glitch and if Don (as you assumed you should call him) had anything to do about it.

“Let’s just say I’ve got my ways” His soft voice rang through your headset.

“Well it’s hardly the first time I’ve had a gang of prepubescent boys tell me to suck their dicks” You started to move away in the map but stopped abruptly.

“Hey do you wanna play something else?” You asked tentatively. “Figured the least I can do is thank you” Donnie sat back pensively, well there was no harm in that now was there?

And so it started innocently.

Co-op games even the occasional match against one another. Each game you two always spoke through your headsets. Mostly banter about strategy or directions for who to do what or the occasional friendly jabs. You hadn’t revealed much that wasn’t the nickname you used as your gamer tag, and well Don had basically done the same.

That is until you decide to poke a little into his life. “You go to college?” You had asked, fingers gliding over the keyboard as you both partook in a raid. Donnie hadn’t expected such a question and he didn’t necessarily want to divulge much, he opted for a more ambiguous response. “I do my own studying, sort of like home schooling if you will?” Well he wasn’t wrong, Splinter had been both father and teacher to them, Donnie had just excelled more quickly and soon enough he was teaching his brothers on the academic side.

“You broke too, huh? Trust me it’s not worth the insane debt you’ll develop in six years that’ll take forty years to pay off” You chuckled with a hint of bitterness, Donnie couldn’t help but laugh and snort.

“That’s cute” You said sincerely. Donnie smiled, heat creeping up his neck.

How innocent things had been at the start.

For six months the two of you divulged little to no information. You never asked to video chat and Donnie never asked for your socials. It had just been a mutual agreement to keep the mystery that just wasn’t verbalized. Maybe it was for the better, because surely what had began as a gaming buddies situation had escalated to, well Donnie couldn’t really explain.

The first instance the two of you had been stuck on a map solving intricate puzzles. It was one of the more relaxed games the two of your partook in together when you didn’t want to deal with other players in a lobby.

“Dating apps are a nightmare, they’re only worth it for getting dumb funny stories” You had been playing but also checking some of the matches you’ve gotten on a site. Donnie swallowed, why did that settle so oddly in his stomach?

“Well any funny ones you’d like to share?” Don asked curiously hoping he wasn’t over stepping any boundaries. “One guy wanted me to cover my feet in marmalade, I really almost hit fuck it and did it” You couldn’t help but smile when Don choked, coughed and bursted out laughing.

“What kink is that even related to? I mean I know people enjoy feet but marmalade?” He was bewildered. “Come on Don don’t kink shame the poor guy, who are you to police his eclectic culinary desires?” Now the two of you couldn’t help but burst into another fit of laughter. Both your avatars were idle standing, the game somewhat abandoned in favor for the conversation.

“Hey I’m not kink shaming, we all have our weird kinks” Donnie smiled sitting back on his swivel chair. You clicked out of the dating site, chin resting on your hand. “Are we finally having this conversation? Cause I love this shit, it’s my bread and butter” You sat back in your gaming chair, tucking your knees.

Donnie felt so shy but the barrier of mistery the two of you had built urged him on. He was curious, like stupid curious what you looked like and while he had everything to figure out exactly where you were, it wasn’t morally correct for him. So why not just indulge in the conversation?

“Well it’s not feet, sorry to disappoint” He heard you laugh, an infectious sound he had grown to enjoy so much. “Feet are so passé anyways, what about bondage?” You spun slowly in your chair, the sounds of Don adjusting and clicking on the keyboard ringing in your ears.

“Bondage is a go, especially sensory deprivation” He was checking some documents April had forwarded to him in regards to a case they were dealing with, but he could multitask. You made an approving noise, nodding while taking a sip of your drink. “Into that D/s stuff?” You asked wanting to see what else he might like.

“Well yeah, but I do enjoy more um... Fem Dom stuff” He finished up the email he wrote out for April and hit send. “A man with taste, not something we get often” You chuckled but decided to add. “I wouldn’t mind having a guy submit to me” You bit the inside of your cheek a little shy suddenly.

Something about that statement made heat spread south for Donnie. The concept of being dominated? By a woman? He peaked a look behind him, pushing one side of his headset down to hear what his brothers might be up to but he heard only music and chatting voices.

“What’s your favorite thing?” He inquired almost too softly.

“Erotic ASMR” There was no trace of embarrassment in your voice and that somehow made Donnie hot.

“Maybe we frequent the same sites for that” Don boldly threw out. You made an approving face before sitting forward and typing on your keyboard. A beat or two later Donnie saw an email notification from you on one of his many burner emails. He opened it finding links to audios from various sites all catered to erotic audios. Donnie whistled, this was a gold mine and true to his predictions you did indeed have some of his favorite sites to peruse.

“It’s not just male audios by the way, there’s women too” You sat back once again, nervously playing with your hair. “Thanks... Well I do like hearing both” Donnie confessed, voice avoiding a stutter.

You grinned. Oh he was even more fun that you could’ve expected.

Curiously enough that had been the tamest experience into yours and Donnie’s sex talks. Because it hadn’t really stopped at that, they progressively escalated little by little. Fave kinks had turned to fave sites, fave sites had turned into fave videos. Donnie never pictured he’d share his hidden folder with a stranger no less.

You nor Donnie could really say how the two of you had ended up one late night, with yet another abandoned game, talking about weird but satisfying cyber sex experiences. Some of your stories had been on the more comical side but a few had riled Donnie up to the point that he couldn’t ignore it. There was a shift in your voice as well, an allure that enticed him.

“Can I be honest?” You licked your suddenly dry lips. Donnie tensed momentarily, not sure what to expect. “Of course, please” You squeezed your thighs together, ‘please’ shouldn’t sound so good coming out of his mouth. You trace lazy circles on your thighs, something pushed you. “I’m kinda turned on by this...by talking to you about all this stuff” Maybe this was overstepping it, surely there was nothing wrong between two adult friends discussing such matters.

There was no need to tell Don that you had yearned to put a face to the name. But his hesitance spoke of insecurities and you could understand that.

“I am too...” Donnie looked up at what he called a ceiling in his home, the darkness of the sewer system and concrete. He’d never have a chance with you, it was a deeply rooted desire for intimacy and if virtually he could obtain it then so be it.

For all your boldness you felt a wave of bashfulness hit, crashed around your self confidence. Then Donnie steps up and you feel your toes curl in excitement. “Do you want to have a better experience?” Donnie runs both hands down his face, who was he to provide better experiences, he’d never even physically had a partner. The slow sigh that escapes your throat is comforting static in his headset. “Yeah, yeah I really do actually” You feel a smile etch itself on your lips.

“You can call me Donnie” It’s the closest to his name, and truthfully he really wants to hear you say it.

“Y/N,” You say to which Donnie makes an approving noise, he finds your name to be pretty. He rolls it in his mouth, testing the syllables, he can envision moaning it, well he wants to moan it if he can be completely honest. He wants to put a face to that name but he quickly pushes the thought out. There’s a pregnant pause where neither of you engage or make the first attempt. Not wanting to let this mood flee, Donnie swallows and closes his eyes. The hum of the abandoned game grounding him.

“Say my name again” It’s not a forceful demand, all the contrary he wants to hear the pitch in your voice when you say it, he wants to picture how each tone would variate depending on what he would do or say. “Donnie...” You smile to yourself when you say it, a hint of desire nestled in it and Don notices that and wants more of it.

There’s a lengthy sigh from your behalf, hands wandering up your thighs towards your chest. “I’d like to be there right now, would like to say it against your lips” Your bold confessions makes Donnie’s pulse quicken. He runs a ghosting touch up his plastron, the vision of a delicate hand doing it. The imaginary weight of you on his lap grinding down on his hard member. Donnie grips himself through his shorts a soft groan escaping his parted lips.

“Want you to kiss me” He swallows dryly, the approving noise you make pushing him forward. “Feel your lips all over, feel your mouth around me...” He lifts his hips, hand cupping himself and the small hitch in your breath is a sound he wants permanently recorded in his brain.

“God are you big? I bet you are” You kneed your breast, thumb and forefinger pinching the sensitive nubs until they’re perked. Donnie smirks to himself, freeing his aching member and looking down at himself. Mutant genes aside he feels somewhat shamefully proud of his cock, he wonders if you would like it... deeply buried within you. “Yeah I am, I think you can take it something tells me” You catch that teasing tone and the urge to swallow him whole and make him see stars is too much.

Your hand finds its way into your underwear, the warm wetness making you moan as you tease your middle finger between the lips to find your sensitive nub there. You bite back another lengthy moan but recover enough to breathlessly say, “oh fuck, Donnie” and that very sound makes him shiver. Never did he think he’d hear something so temptingly good, said with such sincerity. God the things he would do to smell your arousal right now, to taste the wetness. “Push two fingers in slowly” Donnie almost pleas, his voice shakey, hand pumping his cock at a steady pace. You do as he wishes, your gutted moan making more precum gather at the tip of his member.

“God-shit- you sound so good, wish you were riding my big dick right now” He wants to chastise himself for saying something like that, but he can’t deny that statement shakes something in you. He can hear it, the sound of your fingers mixed with a continuously rising string of moans. “Ohmygod” Words tumble out strewn together by your pleasure. “Donnie please, please fuck me harder” That alone makes him sit up and push forwards, one hand on his desk as the other works himself up in upward twisting strokes.

Donnie can’t erase the idea of slamming into you right here on his desk, maybe bent over, maybe you’ll let him cum on your face...

He pushes the idea away, he can’t envision your face now, not right now, not when your moans have you sounding this deliciously in need. You’re plunging two fingers into your core as your free hand runs firm circles around your clit. “Christ Donnie you sound so good baby” You moan, perspiration covering your body and Donnie can only groan his approval.

There’s a few minutes where it’s just the two of you lost in your own pleasure together. The constant chants of ‘fuck’ and ‘god’ and ‘yes’ mixed between the two of you. “Say it... again” Donnie groans out, hand quickening, briefly gathering some saliva and letting it fall on his hard member for better traction. “Don-oh, Donnie cum in me!” You’re so far gone, not caring what comes out of your mouth. The wet sounds in your head set and a vibration you figured could be static mixed with his groans was all you heard.

Donnie’s hips twitch, feels that request swim inside of his brain and the image of burying himself as deeply as you could take is all he needs. Just as your moans rise in crescendo he feels the first twitch and relief of his orgasm overtake him. He’s never felt it hit him this hard it knocks the wind out of him, each rope shooting out onto his hand and floor. In his minds eye though, it’s your suffocating heat taking it, milking him until he’s a shivering mess. It plays perfectly like a movie, he swears he can even feel your lips at his neck and arms holding him tight.

Your sounds are enough to keep him stroking, the way your voice pitched up with the sound of his name entwined, forever recorded in his brain. Your entire body tensed to the point of uncomfortable but it was impossible to stop abruptly when he sounded so lost in you. Your leg shakes and stiffens and it takes every inch of control to not become liquid and slip away into comforting bliss.

Eventually the sounds of heavy breathing slowly but surely settling are the only things the two of you can hear in your ears. There’s a mess, for you and for him. The understanding of things transpired crossing each of you two’s brains. Should you speak first? Should he?

“Um, you with me?” You settle, skin sweaty and mouth dry. There’s movement on the other line, a quiet cuss here and there and you smile. “Yeah, sorry just... made a mess” His voice has that sheepish tone and you can’t help but chuckle.

“Great thing about being a girl, we can conceal the evidence better” You stretch your aching legs enjoying each joint pop. “The female anatomy never seizes to amaze me, trust me” Donnie leans back in his chair, napkin cleaning any other soiled spot.

The silence was somewhat comfortable, the buzzing of good chemicals slowly settling.

“Was this okay?” He asked, hesitant tone in your ears.

“More than okay if you ask me” You kept it light not wanting him to feel odd or even ashamed.

You ventured on slowly, forming the question in your brain and bouncing it back and forward with a swallow. “If, and I mean if you want to, we can maybe do this from time to time” You worried a thumbnail between your teeth. Donnie’s gaze watching the idle screen of the abandoned game, he thought hard but briefly.

“I... yeah I would” He smiles to himself, even if the nagging thought that this might not last clutches the back of his mind. Why ruin a good thing? This was good more than good and you suggested to continue.

He doesn’t want to preoccupy his brain with scenarios, or if that dreaded ‘let’s meet’ sentence decides to cross your lips. If this is the inch of intimacy he gets to have and it’s with you, who he has grown so fond of, then he’s selfishly taking that inch and guarding it with his life.

Mutely you both remain on the line, no words spoken from the agreement, just simply enjoying that the two of you were present.

Even if not physically.

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[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Heyo! You should do a headcannon when the S/O gets a new puppy and goes to show the boys and seeing their reaction when they see the puppy running around, and chewing on their things. 😄

Leo

So you start off your introduction of the puppy to Leo with “Ok, so don’t be mad”

he knows to brace himself when you start a sentence like that

last time you said it was because you almost took your eye out playing with his katanas and almost needed stitches

before he can even take his deep breath and ask what you’ve done now, a small, adorable puppy comes hurdling towards him

jumping up at his knees and making small little “ruff!” sounds like he hasn’t learned how to bark yet

Leo stares at you deadpan

“So where’s he going to live? Who’s going to walk and feed him? How’s he gonna use the bathroom when he’s down here?”

you sort of mutter “...Well it is a sewer, Leo....”

he’s about to continue his little lecture about how irresponsible you are when he makes a little yelp

he looks down and the puppy is chewing on his big toe before looking up at him the with most innocent face an animal can make

Leo just bursts out laughing, he was caught so off guard and in one of his most righteous speeches that he did not expect to be shut down by a dog

he takes a deep sigh

“If he pees on anything of mine, he’s out. Got it?”

you got it and rush to hug him

Raph

Raph sits with his hands over his eyes

you told him to not look and that you had a surprise for him

he was expecting lingerie to be honest but feeling some small, wet nose sniffing his face breaks him from imagining you in something lacy and makes him open his eyes

“It’s a... Dog”

“It’s our dog” you correct

you put it down on the sofa and the small pup immediately goes to Raph’s lap, pawing at his chest in an attempt to bite the strings of his mask

“It’s not even a big dog. It’s tiny, babe. I could crush it without even thinking”

you pause for a moment

before you even have a chance to try and sway him with the fact that the shelter named the dog “taco” and you think that’s the most precious thing, the dog manages to rip Raph’s mask from his face and is now on the run

like something out of a cartoon you and Raph are running in circles around the sofa chasing this tiny dog

eventually you both give up "Hey, if he wants the mask that bad, he can go out and patrol with Leo tonight, instead of me” Raph remarks 

he falls back onto the couch and watches with fond annoyance as the small animal chows down on his mask 

you know he’s already in love with the dog

Mikey

So you have everything set up, you bought pizza, his favourite soda and the dog is sitting with a little bow around her neck on the bed

Mikey walks into his bedroom and almost runs to give you a kiss, thinking you wouldn’t be home until a lot later

“So, I have a surprise for you...” you begin and sort of gesture at the bed

after a second of just staring at you he catches on a looks at the bed where a small puppy is desperately trying to get the bow off her neck

Mikey makes a little gasp in shock and love

“we’re parents!” he squeals 

he picks up and a cuddles her close to his body while cooing and whispering to her and then walks out the room

you sigh to yourself a mouth “3,2,1″

Mikey comes back into the room as if on cue and smiles as if he didn’t just forget you were in here and walk out because he got distracted 

“she’s teething pretty hard on my thumb” he comments 

“Like really hard on my thu-super hard-I’m just gonna put her down”

you laugh and then begin to workshop names for your new little girl

Donnie

So you know Donnie is more of a cat person

but you’ve wanted a puppy for so long and damn it, you deserve a puppy so you bring one home from the shelter

you put the pup in a box with lots of air holes and a big red bow around it

and leave it in Donnie’s lab when he goes for a bathroom break

you wait a few minutes after he gets back before you hear “oh no no no! NOO!”. Not exactly what you were hoping his reaction would be but you rush in

“I assume this was your doing?” he says while holding the puppy in one hand and his keyboard in the other

you look at him confused and the puppy whines and you still don’t know what’s going on until Donnie just bursts out laughing

“There’s pee everywhere!” he giggles “just everywhere”

you feel so bad but them laughter overtakes you too

he sets the keyboard toot he side and looks into the puppy’s eyes

“you pee on anything else, you buy it. Understand?” he warns but the puppy just licks his nose and huffs at him

you can tell he’s already ready to die for his puppy 

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[josh-dvs]

OKAY, I just immagined something crazy that broke my heart cuz I listened to "You broke me first" by Conor Maynard. The chorus was the part that made this idea pop out in my brain. But first... I have to warn you that english is not my mother tongue so I'll probably make a lot of mistakes, but I need to share this thing with the TMNT fandom cuz I don't have a single friend that is into this fandom.

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If only...

Donnie x reader

[You had an argument with your boyfriend Donnie 2/3 weeks ago, you told him that you could no longer be his partner because you have your dreams, your life, and that you couldn't be 100% happy stuck down there with him and his brothers, so you broke up with him. You two haven't talk since than, not a single call or message.]

♡

Donnie was working on a new experiment, typing on the keyboard faster than light trying to not forget what he needed to write. His eyes were tired, but still wide open, looking at all those screens, going from one to another in less than a second. Everything seemed normal, you could almost tell that he looked fine while working, but he and his brothers knew that he was everything but fine. He was struggling to remember what he was typing a moment before, his fingers slipped sometimes, making typos often, and his brother knew that he almost never does this kind of mistakes. It was hard, so hard. Even if he tried to concentrate on his experiments, he couldn't stop thinking about (y/n). Their last words were stuck in his head, tormenting the turtle like a punishment for not being enough.

"I can't stay here forever, I want to have someone that could take my hand and go for a walk with me during the day."

These words continued to reverberate like a broken vinyle stuck on that part of a sad song that makes your heart shatter.

"If... if only you were... human"

Those few words hurt more than every weapon in the world. Not even all the punches he received from Shredder and the rest of the Foot Clan hurt that much, because a bruise or a broken bone can heal with rest and medicines, but a broken heart... it's a different kind of pain, there were no medicine for that. Hearing that coming out from (y/n)'s mouth really made his entire world fall. He perfectly knew that the world could have never accept such an ugly face, and he's always been aware of that, but when they entered his life, he started to think that maybe that 0,00001% possibility of being accepted finally arrived. For the first time, he thought that what he's always craved was not a Utopia. But he was just a fool, because, in the end, even they said those words.

Mikey asked Donnie everyday if he wanted to play videogames with him, but the answer was always the same: "I'm busy Mikey, maybe another time". Even Raph tried to cheer him up in his own way by asking him to train together, teasing his brother in hope that it would make him feel better or just help him thinking about something else. They all knew that Donnie's thoughts were tormenting him day and night.

"Yeah, if only I were human" he thought at one point, and suddenly stopped typing. He was staring at the screens in front of him, all those words, all those codes, they were nothing. He was very clever and not too good at compliments. "Maybe.. I had to examine them a little more, I needed to analyse their interests more. They would be here if I was more careful with what I said"

▪ Who am I kidding?

Said out loud, all of a sudden.

▪ I'm a mutant, I'm not a human. That's the main problem and it can't be solved just by analysing a situation and guessing the better answer to give. Being kind is not enough with a face like mine.

▪ That's not true.

A familiar voice came from behind the turtle, that immediately freezed being unable to talk. That soft, beautiful voice... he knew that voice too much for not being able to recognise it. He slowly turned to the person that spoke, the chair creaked while spinning, than he stood up looking at them in the eyes with disbelief as if he just saw a ghost. He tried to swallow but his mouth was completely dry, so he just standed there, staring at them, analysing every angle and curve of that person. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

▪ (Y/n)... why are you here? You forgot something?

▪ Yeah, in a certain way...

Their voice, he almost forgot how beautiful that sound was to his ears. His heart was telling him to run towards them and hold them tight like they used to do, but his brain was stronger, and he simply stood there, thinking about what they meant.

▪ I... I needed to see you, Donnie.

"What does that mean? They needed my help? Maybe their laptop had been hacked again?" He couldn't think about a possible reason for them to came back and talk to him, than he asked her directly.

▪ What do you need from me?

They were trying to swallow, but was visibly struggling. They looked down at their feet, taking a deep breath before deciding to talk.

▪ I'm sorry Donnie for what I said about... you know, being a normal couple and all that stuff. I truly regret everything I said, I shouldn't have said those things, maybe I was just a bit stressed, I don't know.

They stopped to take another deep breath, than looked back at the turtle.

▪ I want to stay with y-

▪ You don't need to apologise.

He stopped them without letting them finish the sentence. He already understood what they wanted to say, and he couldn't let 'em say that.

▪ But, Donnie. Why did you stop me? I wanted to say that I still lov-

▪ You were right, you didn't say anything wrong.

He stopped them again. Those words, his heart wasn't strong enough to listen to those 3 damn words again after what happened. He knew what to do now, even if that meant pushing his true desire apart.

▪ We just don't work. It's like... trying to charge your cell phone with a broken charger: it might seems to work at first, but you'll realise soon that it was just a waste of time, it doesn't matter how hard you try to keep it into the right position.

▪ Donnie...

▪ It's fine.

He smiled, it had never been so hard for him to smile. He had to look fine, even if he wasn't good at faking at all, and he was pretty sure that (y/n) wasn't that stupid to fall for it.

▪ Donnie, please. During these week I felt so bad for how I treated you, I thought about it so much and I felt so damn empty without you. I was stupid and selfish. Please give me another chance, I'm sure I can handle being here forever and-

▪ Go away, go back to your house, your parents must be wor-

▪ I LOVE YOU!

They screamed out loud because the turtle continued to interrupte them, so that was the only way to shut him up. Donnie's brain stopped working properly, his feeling were bursting so much that he couldn't think as he always did anymore. He hit his chest near his heart with the palm of his hand making a step forward.

▪ I LOVE YOU TOO, THAT'S WHY YOU HAVE TO GO AWAY.

His breath was so heavy, his lounges hurt like if he was breathing iron instead of air. He closed his eyes for a couple of seconds, taking one deep breath after another until he calmed down completely. He had never in his life reacted like this. It was usually Raph that acted without thinking, only listening to what his instinct and heart were saying but... this time, Donnie reached his limit. He wasn't used to it so he almost fainted, his hands were shaking but he managed to keep them at their place.

▪ Listen... you don't belong here, (y/n), and we both know it. You can maybe love me like you said before, but you would never be truly happy if you force yourself to stay here just because of your feelings towards me. You have your dreams, you wanted to go to collage, have pets, a house of your own... and a family. If you truly love me like you think you do, then leave. Do you think that I would be happy seeing you dreaming about all the possibilities you would have outside while being stuck here? The answer is no, there's no a 50% and 50% possibility, it's a 100% no.

▪ Donnie...

▪ Go fulfil your dreams (y/n), do it for me.

He made a few steps towards them, bringing his big right hand on their head to caress their hair making them accidentally messy. Then turned around, headed back to his desk to finish his experiments. He started typing on the keyboard again, all the words popping on the screen. He could clearly hear (y/n) sobbing, trying not to cry behind his back. He bit his lips so hard, "I can't" screamed in his mind, while trying to focus on his work. After a few minutes, they finally left. In the meanwhile the other turtles returned home and saw (y/n) running away while crying and trying to clean their face with the sleeves of the hoodie.

▪ (y/n), what the-

▪ Donnie!

The three of them run to their brother. Leo placed a hand on Donnie's shoulder trying to make him stop typing for a couple of seconds and turn him towards them.

▪ Donnie, why were they here? Didn't you two broke up almost a month ago?

▪ Yeah, what's goin' on, bro?

They all were worried, even Raph but he said nothing, he just waited for an answer. Donnie wasn't really in the mood for talking, he never talks about his feelings with his brothers at all, so he just smiled with those tired eyes.

▪ She just forgot a thing, don't worry.

He tried to get back to his work but another hand stopped him by grabbing his other should. This time it was Raph.

▪ Yeah, then why where they crying, uh?

"You're not that stupid after all, you can think properly if you want to, Raphael" he though, then faked another smile trying to make his words sound real.

▪ They wanted to talk but I stopped them before they could say anything. I think they got mad, that's all.

Then he stood up, moved his brother to the sides so that he could walk away. He went towards the exit and jumped in the big tube that lead to the open world. It was almost 11 p.m., it was dark enough outside to go out. He turned his head back to his brothers.

▪ I'll go take some pizza, don't worry, I'll be back in 20 minutes.

▪ HEY-

Leo grabbed Mikey's shoulder and pulled him back not letting him finish what he was about to say. Donnie vanished in the dark of the tubes, heading to the outside world. Mikey was confused by Leonardo's decision and tilted his head looking at his brother with a puzzled face. Even Raph wasn't able to understand and looked at Leo, waiting for an explanation.

▪ Leo, why did you stop me? We already got pizza!

▪ I think... he just needs some fresh air.

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