TMNT Turtles And Reader

TMNT Turtles and Reader

I had a weird dream last night and I'm making it everyone's problem.

So in my dream Leo came into my room holding an infant (the baby was human, no idea where it came from he probably saved it) and told me that we could not do whatever we had planned for the next day and we shared my bed for the night, taking turns looking after the child.

So I was thinking, what if I wrote a role play with this idea. It probably was already done, but someone might like it. It could be any or all of the turtles.

This would also be my first role play, so be nice.

Bad Batch - Afterlife? Echo 1 1/2 (AKA Echo's thoughts on the situation)

Echo could hear the call of his brothers around him, all of them old enough to be shipped out for war. But here they were, talking and laughing in a place that had continuous corridors like Kamino. Yet it was not Kamino, there was no sound of the ocean always in the background and no Kamonians watching them There was no trainers or droids, it was just brothers.

Walking along the corridor Echo started asking about the Bad Batch, trying to find the members of his squad. All of his older brothers pointed him in the same direction, and as he walked he could hear children's laughter. When he reached the stretch of corridor everyone had directed him to he heard, “ECHO!” and a body slammed into him.

Pushing back the brother he thought he would never see again, “Fives?”

The old grin broke over his batchmates face, “Yup.” Then stepping aside, “Look whos here.” Behind him was Hevy, Cutup, and Droidbait all the brothers they had lost on that first mission to Rishi. Domino Squad hugged, laughed, and shed some tears at being reunited after all of this time. 

The next few months Echo split his time between the Domino Squad enjoying being a brother again, and keeping Crosshair and Tech out of trouble. When Wrecker arrived that became an even larger headache made worse by the instant friendship that formed between Wrecker and Hevy due to their love of weapons and explosions. Echo could breathe again when Hunter arrived to help him keep the chaos under control. But another problem arrived when he noticed how many ‘accidents’ were meeting troopers that had insulted the Batch, especially Tech, in some way. Crosshair having been in the area or shooting range at or shortly before could have been a coincidence but Echo knew his brother and tried to keep it to a minimum.

All of this made it so the only time that Echo could think of you was in the quiet of the night. Your beautiful eyes, the sun in your hair, how you adapted to every member of the batches abilities and made them more comfortable. Somehow his memories always landed on the few time you held his scope the same way you did his hand. Physical touch was rare with you due to your past as a slave, and every moment was precious to him.  

The day was the same as any other with Echo being on the lookout for trouble and when he saw the brothers stirring he looked over to made sure it wasn’t caused by one of his. But then his heart stopped. It was you, wearing a loose sleeveless garment that fell to mid thigh and was see though enough to show the outline of your body but solid enough to keep out details. Stepping forward he spoke, “Y/n?”

Turning in a whirl of fabric you see him and run, ramming into his chest and wrapping your arms around him in a fierce hug, “Echo!”

Hugging your shaking form in return he asked, “Are you alright?” He knew you weren’t but your answer would let him know what he needed to do.

Echo could feel you shaking your head while still pressing against his chest, “It’s too much.”

Immediate extraction it is. Hugging you a little tighter he answers, “Come with me.” Moving you into more of a side hug he leads the way to the Bad Batches apartment. You had met them before, and meeting anyone new right now could just make everything worse.

Getting both of you into the apartment Echo takes you though the living area and straight to his room before gently extracting himself from the hug. You seem to collapse on the bed while he found the sweatpants he had traded for this possibility and a t-shirt. Taking them over to you, “Y/n?” You look up at him your beautiful eyes showing a fight to stay in the present while you were curled up looking small and vulnerable. He wanted to wrap you in his arms and assure you that nothing would hurt you again, but that was not what you needed now. Setting the clothes next to you on the bed, “I’ll be in the living room if you need me,” before walking out of the room and shutting the door behind him.

Going to the kitchen he starts the pot boiling for tea, a kind you have always said helps when your struggling with the memories. Then he set the table with the tea service and a plate of scones he had made. He had been learning to cook in the hope of impressing you one day. Pouring the now boiling water over the tea leaves in the teapot that matched the tea service he had just set it on the table when you emerge. Immediately crossing to you he looks into your face, “Any better?”

With a grateful smile that stopped Echos heart again you nod, "Thank you Echo." Seeing you blanket closer to yourself he wished he could hold you for reassurance, "What is this place?"

Taking a deep breath he answers, "We don't know what it's called, just that some people come here after they have been shot." Leading you to the table, "There seems to be no pattern in the people brought here though."

You pick up the teapot and pouring out some, "That is odd." You start shaking and set the teapot down hard enough to cause some of it to spill, "Sorry."

Echo quickly crosses to you, "There's nothing to be sorry about." Opening his arms in the silent offer of a hug he looses his breath again when you run into his arms, almost burying yourself into him looking for comfort. Settling down on the bench the two of you remain in the side hug long after your finished with tea and scones. Echo looked down at your head and nodded inwardly, he would keep you safe. He had promised to on the first day he had met you, and would keep that promise until the day he died.

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*Authors Note: If you have requests for other clones and/or Jedi you want to react to this situation feel free. I just started with the Bad Batch because the dream that inspired this had Crosshair and I had to do all of the boys. And I hope that all the Echo lovers are fine with this one. I added Domino Squad there because all of them deserve to be happy.

This is the Rotten Reflections Donnie. You cannot change my mind.

Donnie shenanigans. i can hear him say this. the last one looks the best. donnie vibes bro~

This so cute!!

Rest In Peace Donnie, since the embarrassment from that can be fatal.

Guy just wanted to teach the kids about some of his upbringing and it backfired lol

Extra frame I couldn’t fit in bc it felt too out of character but I thought it was cute:

Please don’t tag this as ship, thank you✨

AHHH! This is so cute!!

Small, can fit in a cup, baby rise Leo: *sees a papercut on 12 April*

Baby rise Leo: *struggles to put a bandage on her finger*

12 April: *tries not to die because that’s adorable*

12 Raph sees: *suspiciously has a papercut now*

12 Donnie: Raph let me-

12 Raph: No. I can wait.

12 Donnie: But you are literally bleeding!

12 Raph: Shut.

Baby rise Leo: *crawls on the table to help him*

All three: *Internal screams*

12 Leo walk in: My knee….where’s my cream?

Baby rise Leo: *lifts up cream for knee* Ba!! Squeak!

12 Leo quickly picks up baby rise Leo in his hand and walks a way with him, a smirk thrown over his shoulder.

They can't fit in the chair anymore, but they still love to watch together.

I’m too tired to write a thoughtful description but Splinter loves all of his kids so much you guys