Batman VS TMNT Stuff

Batman VS TMNT Stuff

Buni is 13 years old and the Guardian is about 35

Buni can talk to the Guardian in her head, occasionally she makes reference of him when speaking

"We should split up." "He says that's poopy idea." "Did he now?" "Well, he didn't exactly say poopy."

She transforms with her sickles, a vortex of pink light surrounds her and releasing into a big puff of glittery dust

Raph has expressed his distaste for the glitter as it somehow always gets on him

The Turtles try to shift pronouns whenever she transforms, but also by checking which color bracelet she has on

"She-! Hold on," *checks Buni's wrist* "Yeah, she doesn't have to!"

The Guardian does have a time limit of an hour and a minute before they go back to their base form

"Why the extra minute?" "Ms.Batgirl, if you had the power of a hundred beefy men for an hour and a minute, would you question that extra minute of OPness?" "You don't know either do you?"

I'd have Buni appear in the midst of them fighting Batman for the first time

As the Guardian, he tries to 'avenge her fallen comrades' but fails because he conveniently runs out of time before he can finish Batman off

Buni mentions she got to Gotham by flying

Leo has a talk about her following them later when she should've stayed at home, but it's relatively brief

When Robin comes along to attack, the Guardian is the one that holds him down,,, or rather picks him up(his arms are long enough to not get kicked by little boi legs)

She sticks with Raph and Robin in the first bit and at the Arkham Asylum with Donnie and Batgirl

She also beats the stuffing out of Bane but gets pwned by Batman when he mutates(again, time limit)

The Guardian is seen standing on the turtle's vehicle. In the bit where they accelerate it to show off, he's seen stumbling a bit before settling back to trying to look cool

During the big fight, she struggles to keep their form and keeps going in and out of it to save time

Eventually, she stops being able to do so, and uses what she can to keep going

In the end, Buni is seen trying to take a group photo with a Polaroid camera(eventually receiving help from Donnie who has longer arms)

A reader who wants a lot of cuddles and things like that? Idk the exact word in English, I'm sorry

(Thanks for the suggestion! And don’t worry about it!)

🎩Black Hat🎩-I’ve mentioned before the guy’s a tsundere, so right away he won’t succumb to your charms of cuddling or physical affection as a whole-A kiss here and there is the most you’ll get… at first-At first he’ll reprimand you lightly for always wanting cuddles-“You’re so needy!” and such-But eventually it’ll be him who wants attention-“How dare you stare at something that isn’t me!” and will proceed to throw your phone out the window(he’ll get you a better one)-Will be clingy back at you, but will rarely show that in front of anyone else-Will slip into bed with you every night, and purposely steal you body heat(I headcanon he’s cold as a corpse)-Won’t want you to leave the bed in the morning either(TRY escaping him, it won’t be easy)-Black Hat’ll want his space too, so please respect that

✈️Flug✈️-He’s pretty shy in the beginning-The only other person who’s shown this amount of affection to him was 5.0.5, but 5.0.5’s his son so…-You’ll have to pull him out of his shell-You’ll have to start with small stuff, like short hugs, small pecks, and pats on his shoulder, then upgrade to the bigger stuff like hand holding-He’ll be more open to it at that point-Black Hat will comment to Flug that no PDA or DA is allowed in the manor-But he’ll still do it(behind his back, obviously)-Flug considers the bed a little much, but still snuggles with you(until you fall asleep so he can work on his projects)

(I hope that’s good!)

Villainous Requests are Open

You can request headcanons for the characters, reader inserts are accepted. For example, you can request what would the villains would be like to an S/O that is (insert specific trait). I also accept AUs. I will not make any romantic headcanons for 5.0.5.

Please no NSFW.

"Timothy?"

Timothy turned away from the pool of dishes to face Alexander, who was leaning haphazardly in his stool. He raised his brow at him, turning all the way and folding his arms. Alexander sighed and set the stool down all the way.

Timothy smiled, "Yes? What do you need?"

"I was wondering about angels and stuff." Alexander said, rubber ruler being tugged and twisted in his hold. "Like, what's it... like?"

Timothy hummed and dried his hands on the white apron hanging from his waist. "What exactly do you mean?"

"Uh, Heaven, is it nice?"

Timothy looked at the ceiling light for a minute. "I would say so, yes, it's quite lovely. Always nighttime up there."

Alexander leaned forward on his arms, accidentally crumpling his homework in the process, "Nighttime? Isn't it supposed to be bright and sunny all the time?"

Timothy shook his head, smile forming. "Common belief, but that can get infernal after a while, wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, but it's Heaven. Nothing's infernal after a while." Alexander cocked his head to the side.

"Alright," Timothy turned again to attend to the dishes. "If you know so much about heaven, why don't you tell me about it? I'll correct you as you do." Timothy sank his hands back into the hot soapy tap water. The dishes clanked loudly, making Alexander flinch. He frowned.

"There's no loud sounds." He said firmly, staring directly at Timothy's back.

Timothy tensed, suddenly trying to be more careful with the porcelain dishes. "Er, for most, yes."

Alexander slapped the ruler on the table. "Uh... well, I'm guessing a lot of Earth rules apply up there."

Timothy nodded. "Rules like gravity and temperatures exist, but not everything." He put a chef's knife in the utensil roll. "For example, oxygen isn't up there, since there's no need for such chemicals."

Alexander tightened his mouth into a fine line. He squeezed his ruler and grabbed a pencil. He kicked his dangling feet around, proceeding to draw instead of waiting for a response.

"Well, I can live without air! But there's gotta be whole church dedicated to video games!"

Timothy chuckled. "Yes, I do believe I saw one of those at one point."

Alexander's grin widened. "A bunch of animals: kittens, crocodiles, puppies, peacocks!"

Timothy couldn't help but turn around from his work. He smiled warmly at the sight of Alexander grabbing various scented markers to finish his little piece.

"Everyone's there! A lot of people of a lot of colors, sexualities, genders, and- and of all ages!" Alexander was smiling brighter than ever. He threw a bottle of glitter glue over his shoulder and proudly held up the drawing. Various rushed doodles of kittens and dogs were surrounding a square with a shakily drawn Nintendo logo on the very top. There were multiple circles with big smiles representing what Timothy could only imagine being souls and angels.

Timothy nodded. "Heaven is like that, yes."

Alexander stopped, his smile fading somewhat, and turned the drawing back to the table. He went back and continued to draw.

"And..." he set the pencil back down. He turned it around. Timothy's eyes widened.

It was a pair of stick figures. A woman and a man. They were holding hands and held very big smiles.

"They're there."

Timothy's eyes softened. He dried his hands again, and walked over to the table. He sat next to him and gently put his hand over Alexander's small shoulder.

"They are."

Alexander avoided his gaze. He played with a blue colored pencil in his hands. "Have you ever seen them?"

Timothy nodddd, rubbing his shoulder. "I have."

Alexander whipped his head up. Tears were forming around his eyes, and his shoulders shook.

Timothy took in a deep breath.

"They're very happy together. Your mother is a troublemaker and your father is more of a safe player." Timothy reassuringly tightened his grip on his shoulder. "I think it's obvious who you take after."

Alexander shook from both laughter and sobs, tears finally spilling down his cheeks. Timothy wiped them off with his thumb.

"Not to mention they're the kindest couple I ever had the pleasure to meet."

Alexander forced a smile. "Did they like dogs?" His voice quivered, a failed attempt to sound okay.

Timothy nodded. "They loved them...almost as much as they loved you."

Alexander shuddered as he finally took air in. Timothy gently wrapped his arms around him. Alexander gripped the fabric of Timothy's sleeve.

"They love you very much, Alexander."

Buni, catching up to him: Professor, can you hold something for me?

Professor Membrane: Surely!

Buni, holding his hand: Thank you!

Professor Membrane:

The crew with a monster s/o?

Could you please be more specific? I’m afraid that’s a bit too vague. Could you specify on their monster race or deposition?