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The Turtles walking in on you training..with an interesting playlist

TMNT 2012 x Reader

I’m sorry if this is bad, I’m a little rusty at this 🥹👉👈 Requests are open

GN! Reader

Donatello

• The turtles had left for patrol when you had arrived to spar with Splinter. It was relatively quiet, only the sound of rushing water in the background. Nearly every session with Splinter, the boys were gone.

• “Y/n, I’m glad you made it.” Splinter spoke, standing in the dojo, presumably awaiting for your arrival. You dropped your bag in a corner on the room, giving Splinter a small smile. “Sorry about the wait Splinter, I was enjoying my walk.”

• Splinter gave you a small chuckle in response, knowing how you were. You were rarely late so he had let this slide this time. Not too long ago, you started to spar with music playing. Splinter did not mind, seeing how it had helped your focus.

• With your speaker, you pressed play on your T-Phone that Donatello had given you. It was better than buying your own after all. As soon as the music started to play, you got into position, bowing to your sensei.

• “So If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home

G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S”

• Training with Splinter was a challenge, greater than the turtles. Music is was pushed you, pushed your body to learn as they had. With a swift swoop on your leg, Splinter had fallen, laying on his back. Stepping back, you offered a hand to your sensei, to which he gladly took.

• You were shocked. This was the first time you had taken down Splinter. ‘Wow’ you thought. Mikey couldn’t even do that, even by accident. Your efforts had really paid off.

• “We flying the first class

Up in the sky

Poppin' champagne

Livin' my life”

• “You have done well, my child. You have improved greatly over these few months. You may go if you wish.” Splinter complimented. “Thank you sensei, though I wish to train more, if I can.” You replied, a smile ever evident on your face. Getting a compliment from Splinter had meant a lot. You had worked hard to prefect ninjitsu.

• “As you wish Y/n. I will be in my quarters if you need me.” With that, you were alone. Walking over to the punching bag, you threw punches, kicks, anything you knew at the poor thing. The music almost echoing out your grunts and growls.

• What you had failed to noticed was the turtles were back. Specifically, Donatello at the entrance of the dojo, marveling at your skills, as well as interested in your choice of music.

• He enjoyed music, sometimes. He worked better in silence, that’s where you both differed from one another. He didn’t mind though. If it worked for you, it worked for him.

•He stayed silent, watching your every move. He rarely has seen you spar. Yes, you had all trained together, but never one on one time. Everyone knew you liked your privacy and didn’t bother you. Except Mikey on occasion.

• “Donnie! When did you get here?” You half yelled, clutching your chest, scared half to death. The terrapin snapped out of his trance, immediately putting his hand behind his head. “Oh, nothing really. I just came to check everything was okay?” He lied, his green skin carrying a deep blush, his gap tooth smile apparent.

• “So you’re spying on me?” You giggled, walking over to the speaker, turning it off. “I-I…no? I was curious about the music?” The terrapin tried to defend, but couldn’t find any words. It was true he was curious about your music tastes.

•Walking over to your turtle, you kissed his cheek. “You know you can always ask to watch or train with me, ya know.” You stated, giving the turtle a small smile. Donatello was lost in words, a sappy smile on his face. “Definitely.” He replied, his words lovesick.

•Giving Donatello a small pat on his cheek with your bandaged hand, you walked out of the dojo, the terrapin following shortly after, asking you about what you listen to, clinging to your hip. To which resulted in you indulging him in your favorite songs later that night, watching him enjoy them.

Raphael



•Least to say, you were pissed. School had gone terribly and not to mention, you gotten into an argument with a teacher, resulting you getting detention for a few days. It wasn’t even your fault. The teacher had messed up your grade and refused to fix it due to your “attitude”. That asshole.

• Even if your first day of detention started, you skipped, opting to go to the lair instead. It was your safe space and you really needed to let your anger out. When you entered the lair, the brothers had greeted you, but you strutted passed them, not speaking a word, not even bothering with a glance. Your only goal was to get to the dojo.

• “Y/n, babe, what’s wrong?” Raphael tried to reason, trying to catch up with you. Sure, Raphael was a hothead, but he cared for you. It was rare you ignored him and his brothers. “Nothing Raph. Leave me alone.” You spat, getting straight to the point. “Y/n talk to m-” Before Raphael could finish his sentence, the doors to the dojo, you leaving him in the dust.

•”Fine! Be that way!” He huffed, his lips turning into a snarl as he walked back to the living room. Picking up one of his comics, he kept to himself. That was until his brother piped up. “What was that all about Raph? Are they okay?” Leonardo asked, a bit worried. You were like a sibling to him. “Dunno and don’t care right now. They want to be alone then let them.” Raphael replied, annoyance in his tone. With that Leonardo left him alone, going back to watching Space Hero’s.

•You didn’t mean to be an ass. You really hadn’t. Raphael didn’t deserve that and you knew it. You were just so angry and it had got the best of you. Sighing, you turned up your music and bandaged your hands. You’d apologize after you had calmed down.

• “Girl, you know I miss you, I just wanna kiss you

But I can't right now

So, baby, kiss me through the phone”

• With every punch, every grunt, your angry slowly dispersed, your mind going blank. The punching bag had taken many hits, yet, it seemed as if you were making its life a living hell. Throwing a left hook, you realized you had messed up when you made contact with the worn leather. Hissing as you pull your hand back, seeing fresh cuts upon your knuckles. “Damnit.” You muttered.

•A little blood never stopped you, whipping your knuckles against your jeans, going back to throwing punches, maybe a little more careful this time. You had always been a stubborn one. It’s one of the ways you a Raphael had connected. ‘Birds of a feather, flock together’ they say.

•It had been a while since you had been in the dojo, not a word from you, only a faint nose echoing from the room. It started to worry Raphael, something must have really bothered you and you always came to him.

•Putting down his comic, he got up from the couch. “I’m going to check up on Y/n.” He told Michelangelo, walking over to the room, getting a “Good luck bro.” from his brother. Thankfully you didn’t lock the door, so he easily snuck in.

• “Baby, I know that you like me, you my future wifey

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah

You can be my Bonnie, I can be your Clyde”

• Music filled his ears, earning a smirk from the turtle in red. You wouldn’t suspect it to be his style, but he found it kind of catchy. Leaning on the wall, legs crossed, he decided to finally speak. “So this is what you listen to.” He teased.

• Nearly giving yourself whiplash, you turned to see your boyfriend watching you across the room. Deciding the punching bag needed a rest, you put your hands on your hips, Raphael noticing your bloody hand.

• “Hey it helps me when training, plus it’s a damn classic thank you.” You defended, giving your terrapin a cocky smile. “Classic? Sure babe, whatever you say.” Raphael said, trying to ruffle you up. Pushing himself off the wall, he made his way to you, grabbing your bloodied hand, rubbing it gently with a finger. “Next time, be careful. I don’t want you hurting yourself.” He spoke, kissing each knuckle before letting go of your hand.

• Blushing, you brushed back your hair. “I didn’t mean to, swung a little high and hit the chains. I’m okay I promise Red.” You replied. “And, I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to take my anger out on you. It’s just been a rough day.” You continued.

• “It happens Y/n. Next time, come find me and we can fix it, just hit the bag if ya want.” Raphael suggested, making you feel a little better. “I’d like that Red.”

• “Do you wanna spar with me for a bit? You’re already here.” You suggested, shrugging your shoulders a bit. “Eh why not, I could let off some steam.” Raphael replied, getting into a stance.

• “I’m so beating your ass.” You teased, chuckling as you bent down, tugging at your pants legs a bit. “Oh you wish princess.” The terrapin growled playfully. Narrowing your eyes, you ran towards him, going in for a jab. Dodging, Raphael took the offense side, picking you up and tossing you on the ground, landing on your back.

• “Baby, I been thinking lately so much about you

Everything about you, I like it, I love it

Kissing you in public, thinking nothing of it

Roses by the dozen, talking on the phone”

• With a prideful look, Raphael looked down at you, arms crossed.“Next time, I’m picking the music.” Oh how you wanted to strangle the smugness out of him.

Leonardo

• It was a normal day, for the most part. You opted out of training with the brothers. Wanting to do some alone work. They had understood, they had their private days as well. Walking into the dojo, the brothers were almost done training for the day. Sitting between Donatello and Michelangelo, you greeted them and were caught up on what they were training on. You nodded and looked forward, just in time to see Leonardo lay a finishing blow on Raphael.

•Before anything could escalate, Splinter split up the two turtles. Now dismissed, each turtle left the room. Well, except the turtle in blue. Getting up, you walked towards him. “You did good out there today honey. Maybe go a little easy on Raph sometime.” You giggled, giving your turtle a peck on the cheek.

• “If I did that, he’d be boasting about it for weeks. You know how his ego is Y/n.” Leonardo stated, flashing you a small smile. Shrugging, you took to grabbing your bucket of chalk in the corner of the room. “I know him like the back on my hand Leo, but still. Go easy on him sometimes. He is your brother after all.”

•Earning a chuckle, Leonardo started to walk out of the room. “I’ll think about it. Good luck. If you need me, you know where I am.” With that, he was gone. You rolled your eyes at his response, humoring him. They’d never stop their feud.

• With your hands coated in chalk, music on, you were in your zone. For a human, you were pretty strong, especially since you started training with the turtles and Splinter. They had given you a good workout throughout the years, you earning a good amount of muscle.

• “I got a feeling

That tonight's gonna be a good night

That tonight's gonna be a good night

That tonight's gonna be a good, good night”

• Lifting weighs was no issue, it gave you peace of mind more than anything now. Years ago, this would’ve been a struggle, but now, it was a pastime. Knuckles white from clutching the bar, the weights lift down then up, getting close to your nose before lifting above the resting bars. “seven…eight…nine.” You grunted, starting to work up a small sweat. It had been a minute since you had touched the bench press.

• You didn’t know how long you had been in the dojo, or how much time had passed. All you knew was that your arms had started to ache. Letting the weight bar rest in its rightful place, you got up, deciding to stretch as you took a short break. Humming to the music, you failed to recognize your favorite turtle sitting not too far from you.

• The leader in blue originally came in to tell you dinner was on the table, but the music had caught his attention. He wouldn’t admit it but he had been tapping his foot to the rhythm while watching you work. It really amazed him how far you could push yourself.

• Turning around, arms in air, you looked down and gave out a small scream. “Leo! Come on you know better than to sneak up on me!” You scolded, arms resting at your sides. Lifting his hands, Leonardo stood, “Sorry baby, didn’t mean to scare you. I came in to tell you pizzas here but I got distracted.”

• “Let's paint the town, we'll shut it down

Let's burn the roof, and then we'll do it again

Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it

And do it, and do it, let's live it up”

• “You could warn someone next time. I could have hit you Leo.” You warned, going to turn off your music, deciding that was enough for the day. “What am I going to do with you?” You asked, nudging his shoulder.

• “Send me a like to your playlist?” He replied, following you to the kitchen, grabbing a slice of pizza. “I’ll think about it big blue.” You giggled, biting into your dinner.

Michelangelo

• “Comeoncomeoncomeon.” You growled, nearly shaking the arcade machine, your terrapin cheering you on. You had been playing Centipede for the past hour and the levels were getting more difficult by the minute. “NO!” You screamed, eyes wide, the screen reading ‘Game Over’. You nearly wanted to cry, you were so close the beating this level but no you just had to mess up.

• “It’s okay angelcakes! I can’t even beat that level. But you were sooo close!” Michelangelo encouraged, shaking your shoulder. “Thanks Mikey. I’ll never get past this level. That stupid bug gets me every time.” Giving the machine a glare, like it would give you a response.

• Feeling something was off, you turned to the fun loving turtle. “Do you know what time it is?” Michelangelo shrugged, looking at his T-Phone. “Three. Why dudette, got somewhere to be?”

• Your eyes widened. You were late to training with Master Splinter. This was not good. “I gotta go! Splinter is waiting for me!” You yelled, running off before the terrapin could say anything. ‘Okay then.’ He thought, turning his attention to the arcade machine. Maybe he could beat the level for you. Maybe

• Racing into the dojo, you huffed out a lung. “Sensei I am so sorry! I didn’t realize what time it was. Me and Mikey were playi-” Without even a glance, Splinter gave his first order. “Ten flips.”

• “What? For being a little late?” You replied, aghast. Glancing at you from over his shoulder, he gave you the look. “Do you want to make it thirty?” He asked, more threatened. You shook your head quickly, doing as was told. He knew how much you hated flips, it was the one thing you were still working on.

• “One sensei…two sensei…” you grunted, trying on the third, yet falling flat on your ass. Sighing, you got up and continued, this time landing the flip. ‘I’m buying a watch’ You thought, legs already aching. “And ten sensei.” You puffed, bending over, trying to suck in as much air as you physically could.

• “Next time do not be late.” Splinter warned, facing towards you. “Now get in position.” As your training went on, you got a little better. Dodging a move or two. Trying to sneak up on Splinter, earned you a kick to the stomach, flying backwards until you hit the tree. Groaning, you slowly got up, the wind knocked out of you.

• With a few words of advice, Splinter has dismissed you, training done for the day. Opting to stay in the dojo, you had turned on your music, waving Splinter a good bye. He was tough, but fair. You knew having him as a sensei was a privilege and you appreciated it. But seriously, fuck those flips.

• “Party in Ipanema, baby!

I want to party

I want to samba

I want to party

I want to samba

I want to party

And live my life”

•Grabbing your chain whip, you slashed at the dummy’s, slashing new rips and tears into the worn leather and fabric. The weapon had been tough to work with. It was a whip after all, not to mention really sharp. But with some practice you had gotten the hang of it and now were a master.

• “Take that! And that! You dummy’s are no match for me!” You growled, lifting your weapon left to right, stuffing tossing in the air, leaving a mess you would clean up later.

• While you were training, Michelangelo had finally beaten the level. Did it take several tries? Yes. Did he look up a cheat code because he got frustrated? He wouldn’t tell. Yet, he was proud he had finally gotten to the next level, he abandoned the game, running for you. Stopping in his tracks, at the doors of the dojo, he could hear music playing. ‘Weird, they don’t do that.’ The turtle thought. Opening the doors, he could get a clear sound.

• “Imma fly, fly just like a bird

(But you are a bird! )

Oh yeah, you're right,

So let me fly just like a rocket, then (okay)

Fly so high where I need to come down for oxygen

Cause once we start it, baby, ain't no ain't no stoppin'”

• “Hey I’m liking this angelcakes!” The terrapin shouted, starting to let his limbs loose, moving with the music, completely forgetting about the game. You glanced over, used to his outbursts. It was Michelangelo after all. You laughed a bit, putting down your weapon. “I can see that Mikey.”

• Deciding to turn the music up, you moved next to your boyfriend, humoring him. You had to let yourself loose once in a while. Bumping your hips into him, you laughed, Mikey giggling with you. No matter how hard training could be, Mikey could always cheer you up. “Can I pick the next song?” “Sure Mikey.”

What about the Tartles in underwears or in bikini?

Sure, why not? (DO NOT MIND MICKEY PLS.)

Insomnia has been hell for a couple of weeks and this helps. Something has shifted. I feel...relaxed.

Interesting how stories, the images that are drawn in your mind, can change your brain ways and body chemistry. I think I'll be able to sleep soon.

Thank you for the wonderful moment of security and peace.

Fulfilling Wishes

Hello Turtle Doves 😘

My insomnia would like to gift you some self-indulgent turtle-men comfort 💙❤️💜🧡🐢

Warning: mentions anxiety, and hints at depression.

NSFW ish? I guess? mostly fluff.

This is my first time attempting Gender Neutral, I apologize for any mistakes.

This was also my first attempt at a Reader x "Your choice of turtle" insert.

Please enjoy my bravery 😂😘🥰

18+ content - for mature audiences only!

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Fulfilling Wishes

It was cold, and the rain pelted down on your bedroom window so loudly that you were unable to sleep.

You missed him.

And it was ridiculous because you had just seen him less than four hours ago while having dinner with him and his family. 

Your family. They had taken you in and accepted you immediately after meeting them all. They had all been your saving grace. But he had been your real hero.

You had met him accidentally when you got lost down a dark back alley, trying to navigate your way home from a new job. Your phone had died, leaving you without the GPS, and an anxiety attack was on the rise. 

No friends. No family. No one to worry about where you were and whether or not you made it home safely.

He seemingly popped up from nowhere as you gasped for the air that refused to stay in your lungs long enough for you to calm down.

After talking to you for a few minutes and asking you some interesting questions, you realized that you were breathing normally again, which made you smile at him.

He smiled back and asked if he could help you get home, which you were incredibly grateful for, and took him up on the offer before he could even finish his question. 

You sighed as you lay there reminiscing and worrying about your vigilante friend and his brothers out in the horrendous weather. 

The longer you thought about all of them, the more you secretly wished he was there with you - all cuddled-up safe and watching a movie, like the two of you always did during the horrible weather. Or after a long shitty day. He was your safety blanket. Always there for you when you needed him.

And he was literally like a blanket. All warm and cuddly. You loved when he had those powerful arms wrapped around you, squeezed up against his chest. The way his steady breathing created the illusion of calming waves as his strong heartbeat erased your anxiety and stress from the long, awful day.

And he had a way with you. When no one else could cheer you up or calm you down, it was always him who knew the right words to say. He knew exactly what you needed emotionally, and he never failed to deliver it in abundance.

You yearned for his gentle touch and to hear his low voice whispering in your ear. You loved the way he would trace his finger down your arm… Or make little designs in the palm of your hand whenever you sat together.

It was always so… Platonic.

And you wished it wasn't.

Because you loved him.

As more than just a friend…

He filled the void in your heart that had almost consumed you all those years ago when you had lost your way - more than down a dark alley.

Even though you wished it wasn't, you knew it was that whole best friend thing.

The way he knew you better than anyone else ever could. The way he took time to truly understand you. The way he was so deliberate in the attention and affection he showered you with…

You heard the unmistakable sound of the living room window opening and closing.

His window.

You lifted and turned your head just in time to see the beautiful green of his skin in the glow of your white fairy lights that outlined the ceiling in your room.

"You're awake," he whispered, stripping his gear, and himself, right down to his boxer briefs.

He grabbed your bath towel from the hook on your closet door and dried himself off real quick.

Meanwhile, you were having an internal scream fest at the fact that this sexy-ass turtle-man was getting ready to climb into your bed… With you… In nothing but his underwear.

"Is it ok?" He asked, frozen in place and looking down at you with concern.

"Of course," you told him, trying to sound casual.

As you faced the wall, laying on your side, you felt as the bed dipped behind you, and his warm body pressed against yours; those big arms of his slowly snaking their way around your middle and squeezing you closer to him.

"Thank you," you whispered, more to the Gods who had listened and answered your prayers, than to him.

"For what?" He practically purred in your ear.

"For being you," you told him, not knowing what else to say without making it weird.

He was quiet, but you could feel his unasked question floating around in the air.

"For always being there for me," you continued, "for everything you do…" you paused, contemplating your next statement.

"For fulfilling my needs…" you whispered.

You felt him squeezing you tighter, his snout nuzzling your neck behind your ear, as he took a deep breath in.

You felt his breath on your ear as he asked you the golden question…

"Do I fulfill all of your needs?" 

Time had stopped momentarily as hope surged through your entire being.

"Almost," you whispered.

His lips ghosted their way across the shell of your ear.

"What am I not fulfilling?" His voice was low and husky, "Because I want to fulfill all of your needs," he breathed out.

You turned your head to look at him, but your eyes didn't make it past his lips.

There it was, the delicious feeling you'd been dying for, as he brushed his lips against yours. But he pulled back too soon. 

You slipped your hand up behind his neck and pulled his lips to yours, eliciting a moan from him.

In one swift move, he had rolled you onto your back and caged you underneath him with his arms, kissing you as fervidly as you were kissing him.

After he'd regained control of his emotions, he broke the kiss and smiled down at you.

"I think I'm in love with you," you blurted out. 

His eyes got wide, but his smile got wider.

"I think I have been for a long time…" He told you.

"Really?" You squeaked, shocked by his confession.

"You couldn't tell? I've been trying to make moves on you since the day you smiled at me in that dark alley," He admitted, right before he began kissing you again and continuing to love you for the rest of the night.

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Turtle Shenanigans

Gangnam Style came on while I was listening to Spotify.

And I thought to myself…

What would the boys look like doing the Gangnam Style dance?

Mike: Makes it look GOOD.

But also turns into a complete idiot and goes from Gangnam Style dancing to pretending like he's riding an invisible pony, slapping his own ass as he gallops around the lair.

Yelling yeeeehaaaaw!

Raph: would roll his eyes and do it for 3.5 seconds just to entertain you, then go back to pumping iron.

However, the second you walk away, he turns it on and dances to it in between reps.

Don: is such a good sport. He'd absolutely be shy about it for a minute, then indulge you.

And he would be hysterical because he's all leg. It would be like watching a Daddy Long Leg try to Gangnam Style.

Then of course

There's Leo, who would tell you to get outta town.

But if you pester him sweetly enough, for long enough, you could break him down.

He would do it but be completely unimpressed.

And only after bitching about it.

He'd make it look so easy, his moves so smooth, making him look like he was a professional dancer 🔥

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Love the colors 😍

Current painting 🖌️🎨

Stud ✨💪😎

Lmao 🤣 Yes, all the way yes.

Turtle 🌶️Shenanigans🌶️

I'm back with more shenanigans my Turtledoves.

➡️ Aged-up, adult turts

It's nekked Turtle time friendos

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💙Leonardo💙

⚔️Leo absolutely does tai chi in the nude. In his room. Candles lit.

⚔️Leo will quickly run from his room to the bathroom all nakey after tai chi.

⚔️Has tripped and fallen on his face when he encountered you walking to his room to find him

⚔️Hands flying to his dinky doo with a mortified expression in the process 

💜Donatello💜

👓DonDon needs an occasional airing out.

👓Locks himself in his lab and just walks about with his schlong flopping along.

👓His bros know if the door is locked - knock at own risk

👓Because he has and WILL answer the door as is

👓they have absolutely sent his love interest to knock on more than one occasion

🧡Michelangelo🧡

🍕Michelangelo - biggest offender- will walk around the lair in his birthday suit after showering.

🍕Every. Single. Time.

🍕He needs to "air dry"

🍕Got a swift whip to the ass cheek by unimpressed rat dad's tail for doing it when company was over

❤️Raphael❤️

🧶Sleeps ass naked

🧶Will get up and tiptoe to the fridge to down half a gallon of milk in the middle of the night.

🧶Sans panties.

🧶screamed like a fucking girl when he bumped into you as he was on his way back to his room with a handful of cookies that Mike left on the counter to be shared. Cookie crumbs and pieces EVERYWHERE.

⬇️Michelangelo Menace Hamato⬇️

✨Leo in his room doing his tai chi✨

Y/N: Standing at Leo's door with a look of confused contemplation

Mike: *coming down the hall with an armload of clean laundry* Oh hey! What's up Y/N??

Y/N: I'm looking for Leo... Raph said he was in his room...

Mike: Oh! He's definitely in his room angelcakes! *Sly grin* "Lemme get the door for you!"

Y/N: But I knocked and he didn't ans-

Mike: *clicks open door* Hey Leo!

Leo: THE FUCK MI- 😳

Mike: *Laughing so hard that nothing is coming out except a few wheezing sounds*

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Literally me with my Bayverse turtles, because those motherfuckers can KILL a human if they wanted to and I’m over here like:

“Mis bebesitos lindos, mis pinches chiquitines I love you so much you guys are so cute I just wanna kiss you and cuddle you, you little shits are my little bebesitos now, no complaints 😚❤️”

(TRANSLATION: “My beautiful babies, my fucking tinies,”)

The 2003 turtles: Incredibly heavy builds, neither look nor sound like teenagers, could probably break the average human's arm without even trying.

2003 fans: Those are my precious babies and I am adopting them.

Part 3 Random tmnt Bayverse questions and my thoughts: Clothes/Gear?

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(Side note: These are just some of my theories but feel free to leave your own 😊! Some fluff! Also if you have any suggestions I’m always open to them. I’m a new writer and I wanna appeal to more readers! Also everyone is aged up 18+)

What clothes/gear would they gain outside of the films? What accessories do they have now? How often do they change clothes? Do they remove all their gear after an important mission? Do they remove all their gear to sleep/relax? Do they keep their masks on at all times? Where do they get their clothes/gear?

Leonardo💙:

After meeting a few humans our turtles would get greater access to cleaner and newer clothes and fabric. Leo likes traditional prints and Ninja clothes/gear. He doesn’t really doesn’t care much for fashion. You don’t care how he dresses either, he looks hot in all his ninja gear. Although if you had to ask him to wear one thing it would be a suit and tie. He would look so hot 🥵 in it. Boy, you would like to live that fantasy.

I think Leo is always striving for improvement. So I feel he would learn to master other weapons as well. He wouldn’t choose his brother’s weapons, but something else. Something smaller and easily attachable to his gear. He could use it as an emergency in dire situations.

Like all his brothers, Leo changes clothes once a day, when not in the middle of a big mission. He always takes a shower right after a workout, mission, or anything to do with physical activity. It helps soothe his aching muscles. He never really changes into comfy wear. His idea of comfy is him in just his boxers, in his bed, snuggling with you. The rest of the time he is wearing his clothes. His gear stays off, unless on a mission, sparing with his brothers or splinter.

He used to wear his mask all the time. He felt so proud of himself and his team. But now it’s become quite old and ragged, he takes it off when in the lair. He leaves it neatly folded in his nightstand drawer. He occasionally uses it to cover your pretty eyes during sex.

He knows his gear is precious and made by Donnie or fixed up by Master Splinter to be given to him. Therefore he treats it with the utmost respect. You love how much he cares. Just like he does for you. You love how much he respects your boundaries. It may seem like he has control. But he always carefully notices how your body reacts. He knows when to not do something and when it feels good for you.

Raphael❤️:

You know how Raph is good at knitting? Well he’s also good sewing. He works with Donnie to repair clothes to fit their abnormal massive bodies. He messes up sometimes and curses out anything in the vicinity.

He usually made things that were practical not fancy. But sometimes he would fix and beautify any clothes that he happened to rip off during sex. He made those one shorts you have a little shorter and tighter, so he could enjoy more of your ass 🤭. Also he will make his brothers and him cool clothes if they pay the right price. He makes things for himself to impress you, even though you told him he doesn’t need to.

Raph would probably carry an emergency first aid kit with him during missions and steak outs. Him and his brothers have dangerous jobs and you never know when one of them may get hurt. Raph, even after all these years, gets hurt on every mission. Even though you tell him to be careful, he always comes home with a bloody wound here and a bruised wound there. You help him patch up. Now having a first aid kit would put all your worries to rest.

Raph loves it when you help him out of his gear. After a long mission his muscles ache and your gentle touch soothes him. After, you take a shower together. It’s not always sexual. Sometimes you just wash and wipe away his pain. The hot water and your presence reminds him that everything is okay. You both go to sleep after he puts on some sweat pants or pajama bottoms.

He used to hate himself. With or without the mask. But seeing the way your eyes look into his, with nothing but love and hope, well his heart has changed. He usually leaves his mask on in the lair but for most of your more intimate moments he takes off his mask. He takes off the mask both physically and emotionally. His wall comes down and it’s just him and you. You and him.

Raph’s gear, like him needs fixing. Donnie constantly repairs it. Raph cares for it. He does. But in the moment, when all hell is loose. The people he loves and the city of New York is more important than any objects.

Donatello💜:

Donnie repaired an old sewing machine so that Raph would have any easier and less angry time with fixing up clothes. Donnie is figuring out a way the turtles can wear shirts. Mikey volunteered to be the test subject, if Raph would repair any clothes he liked for the time being. Raph reluctantly agreed.

Donnie’s trying to make the whole shirt thing look good. Even though the turtles have thicker skin than humans, his skinny ass gets cold in the winter 🥶. He doesn’t just drink coffee to stay up but to warm him up from the inside out. Plus you’re always showing him funny science memes, and some of those would make the funniest T-shirts.

Donnie is always acquiring new gear. He’s always tinkering in his lab coming up with new inventions. Whether for fun or to solve an important issue. You could spend all day listening to him discuss all his ideas and inventions. He’s so cute 🥰! And he’s your nerdy boy! He also makes his brothers and you little equipment to keep you all safe. He really is just the sweetest and coolest guy you know!

It doesn’t seem like he removes his gear but he does. He just has everything on at basically all times. He usually doesn’t sleep. His brain runs rampant with ideas. With a coffee in one hand and whatever piece of equipment in the other. He seems unstoppable. But eventually after enough sleep deprivation and the longing to nuzzle up to you, he goes to bed. He takes off most of his gear and thinks about showering. It’ll have to wait till morning, he is too tired to do anything. With the last little energy he has he’ll play some background noise to get him into a long deep sleep. Believe me he needs it.

In the morning you find him snoring lightly. His glasses and mask still on. Carefully, being sure not to wake him, you take them off and set them on his overcrowded nightstand. And with a quick peck on his temple you leave him be.

Donnie welds much of their gear out of scraps of metal. He looks pretty hot with his welding mask on. Maybe he should try wearing it during sexy time. He can weld your bodies together anytime he likes 😉.

Michelangelo🧡:

Mikey our Prince Charming, loves wearing cool clothes. He loves expressing himself through cool little fun patterns. He likes wearing funky socks, his favorite ones are the pizza one’s you got him on his birthday. Since the turtles can’t wear shirts yet. Mikey relies on accessories to feel like the cool 😎 turtle he is.

Mikey doesn’t so much as aquire new gear but bedazzles his old gear. Of course he get’s stuff from Donnie, but he makes his own crafty creations. He has glitter bombs just to make “missions more magical” or, the more likely scenario, to annoy Raph. He made his nunchucks glow in the dark once with some paint, and even let you put rhinestones on part of his shell. They all eventually fell off but hey, they were fun while they lasted. Donnie seriously regrets buying Mikey that adult science kit sometimes. He gave Mikey too much mischievous power. Fucking glitter bombs!

Mikey takes off the little gear he has. Then he takes off all his clothes and jumps into bed naked with you 😂. He should be tired but he’s not, and he tickles you before removing his mask and the gold chains around his neck. You both laugh before he starts to tickle you In more intimate places. You push him away still giggling. Why? He’s stinky! Mikey runs to the shower and takes the quickest one you’ve ever seen. He waggles his brow bone at you before kissing you. He’s a charmer and he always succeeds in his mission.

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His Harmony, Her Hope

His Harmony, Her Hope

His Harmony, Her Hope

His Harmony, Her Hope

His Harmony, Her Hope

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💔Raphael x 💔Reader 🐢

“I love you.”

His voice was quiet.

The whole world was…

In that moment there was silence.

All she could hear were his words.

“I-I-I…I don’t.”

She refused to meet his gaze.

Too worried to see the sight of pain in his eyes.

But it didn’t matter.

She could already feel it all around them.

It surrounded them like a heavy cloud, threatening to storm at any possible moment.

“I can’t.”

“It’s because I’m a monster, a beast,…a freak of nature…”

The pain welled up in his throat. He tried to not let it show but his voice sounded shattered and cracked.

Like a mirror hitting a floor.

Cracking into a million peices.

Just like his heart.

“No…I’ve met monsters Raphael…and you…you are not one of them. They hide. Not under the bed…or in the closet…but in plain sight. You’re not a monster…you are perfect.”

“Then why.”

“I’ve said those words…those three damn words!…Too much…they don’t mean anything to me anymore…but I will say this…I trust you…I truly do…I care for us…and everything we are…and what we will become.”

It was if her words had been fingers, digging deep into is heart. Now they pulled away, his blood and flesh still under her nails.

She took a piece of him…and no matter how painful it was. How painful it was to be exposed.

To be completely open in her presence.

He knew that however many pieces of his heart she clutched. She would remold his broken soul and his broken heart…

No…they would mend each other…they would create something…

Something beautiful.

She wouldn’t fix him.

And he wouldn’t fix her.

They would take pieces of each others brokenness to build a new.

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An unbroken mirror has only one perspective, a shattered one has multiple.

But two…two broken and shattered mirrors…if they choose to open up aboutge pieces of their past.

If they choose se to face each other.

They can reflect every piece of each other.

They can stare each other down with an open and intense infinity.

An image so hard to define, so hard to imagine…yet here they were.

Here.

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 1 ❤️🐢

(Side note: Raph x OC. This is a request from the lovely @rinksu-no-joo , they had the original concept and idea in mind so I thought I ought to credit them. This is a prologue, so she goes from a kid to 18+ here. Feedback is always welcome!)

She started out in a lab. She wasn’t the only one. There were others. All different types of animals. All labeled by number, hers being 063. She never knew their treatment was unfair. But it was.

They all were brainwashed into thinking of it as a privilege. But really they were all test subjects. She was a science experiment and that’s how she was treated.

They were put in cages, given food and water, and the bare minimum for survival. They were expected to behave, if they didn’t they would be taken by the men with masks.

They were given “treatments”. Pills and injections weekly, sometimes daily. The injections hurt. It felt as if every cell in her body was being morphed and disfigured. Sharp ringing pains pulsed throughout her body. The effects lasting for hours, but sometimes days.

063 was scared of the men with masks. She saw how the taken ones came back. They were was an empty nothingness in their eyes. So, she decided to keep her head down and not cause trouble.

However her neighbor, 299, was not so careful. She was mischievous and often tried to encourage 063 to talk or play games. 063 eventually opened up. The pair became friends.

But slowly 299 became sick. Very sick. Her once cheery laugh, became small tired smiles followed painful wheezing.

Doctor Stockman told the men with masks that she wasn’t responding to her treatments very well. What was actually happening was her natural biology was weakening with the advanced mutagen. The two could not coexist.

Then one day the men with mask came. 299 was too weak to even sit up, so they had to carry her away. They never came back. She never came back. Her cage lie as empty as the whole in 063’s broken heart.

As 063 grew up, the men with masks would praise her. They would make disgusting remarks about her body. Yes, she was beautiful. With big lilac eyes that shined like amethysts, and her beautiful white and black marbled skin, with the body and height of a mutated salamander but the curves of a woman. But that still didn’t make their special attention okay.

With only a few mutant experiments remaining, their treatments were stopped. And she was moved. Their new living area was bigger but not exactly nicer. But to her it was luxurious.

Their training began. The men with masks trained her and the others in capoeira. A style of fighting that seemed to mimic almost dance like movements between opponents.

Everyday they trained. If they didn’t preform well they would be punished. If they weren’t up on time they would be punished. If they didn’t take things to the utmost seriousness, they would be punished.

They were taught who to serve, and who to take from. They were taught how to use their natural animal abilities to fight. That meant she had to relearn her invisibility and poison secretion tactics. You see, in the lab she would get punished for them, but here it was rewarded.

But none of it was worse than the day they had to fight each other. She didn’t want to hurt anyone else. She didn’t understand how hurt was considered good, it didn’t feel good on either side. Nevertheless, she did what she needed to survive.

Finally, the day came. Master Shredder wanted to meet his new weapons. He was told they would be sure to destroy anything in the way of their mission. But would they? Would she?

What if a small part of 063 hadn’t been brainwashed? A small part of her that would and could change?…she just needed to find the right guidance…and that day was coming very soon…

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(Side note: Despite the blue, this is a Raphael story, not a Leonardo one 😶. Raphael x Reader. Mature audiences only, everyone is 18+)

The turtles had just gotten back from their latest steak out, and Raph and Leo were already fighting about something. You knew you had to find a way to make them stop.

You also knew it wasn’t a good idea to put yourself between them. They were too busy sizing each other up to notice you. You could easily get hit. Not on purpose of course. But even though you knew the risk, as their swearing got increasingly more aggressive, you butted your way in.

Planting a firm hand on each their plastron you tried to push them away from one another. “Raphael! What’s…going on?” You managed to get his attention, while still speaking gently to him.

“Nothing! It doesn’t matter that much anyway…” his eyes intensely glared at Leo as he started to turn away.

He hurriedly walked away from Leo. His pace fast and weighted with rage. You basically had to run to catch up to him. As you both rounded a corner you reached out and snatched one of his muscular arms. Your hands made their way down to pry open and unfold his balled fist.

His fiery eyes met your concerned gaze, as he stole a glance at your hands on his.

“Raph…do you…do you wanna talk about it?”

His jaw clenched as he noticed your cute little tank top and shorts. Normally he liked seeing your ass peak out behind a thin peice of fabric. Normally, if you wore other colors it wouldn’t bother him. Red looked the best on you of course, but he didn’t mind if you wore one of his brother’s colors. Any color looked good on you.

But tonight, seeing you in those little sky blue pajamas, sparked a jealous rage inside of him. Stupid fucking Leo! His scowl got scowlier. Before you could say anything else, he picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder.

“Ya had to wear those damn lil blue pajamas!” He hissed into the side of your hip.

You shrieked as his movements gradually grew in aggressiveness. He angrily slammed the door to his room and threw you on the bed. Without a word, but with a growl he tore off your pajamas like they were made of nothing.

“Ya had so much blue on, but know yer all naked…might have make ya turn all red!”

He sat down, pulling you across his lap. He rubbed and squeezed your fat juicy ass.

All of a sudden his hand shot up and right back down again, with a firm hard smack. It stung. Oh. My. God. It fucking stung! You cursed but all that came out were incoherent high pitched noises. You wiggled and writhed, but you were totally helpless underneath his immense strength. Finally, after the initial sting went away it felt numb and…mmmmm.

And just just as sudden as before, he did again. Harder this time. You squeaked, he groaned and let out a low chuckle. He swatted at your ass a few more times for good measure. After all, you were so very naughty.

“Mmmmm…such a beautiful shade on ya. Let me see yer pretty lil face…so cute….” His hand wrapped around your throat, supporting your chin as you stared exhaustedly up at him.

You bit your lip and sighed. He was so hot and he always seemed to be getting even hotter.

Both sets of your cheeks displayed a nice bright pink. He groped your burning ass. He moaned as he shifted under you. It was then that you felt him. Felt just how hard he was getting from spanking you. From punishing you.

He pulled you upright by your hair, and sat you on his lap to face his intense gaze. He kissed you. Hard. He forcefully pulled you into him. His tongue swirling around yours like some sort of intimate dance. His mouth and teeth scraping down to the pulse of your neck. Traveling to your collarbone. Licking and sucking gently, until biting down hard just above your breast.

Leaving a big red swollen mark, just enough to make the skin not bleed, but leave a bruised claim on your body. That was when you knew you were in for it rough the rest of the night.

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 2 ❤️🐢

(Side Note: I’m not that great at fight scenes yet😢. POV changes. Thanks again @rinksu-no-joo for the idea and being so awesome!)

063 POV:

A loud blaring alarm shook her immediately awake. Red blazing light blinked and flashed around room, as she quickly hopped out of bed to see what the commotion was all about.

One of the men with masks was calling out their numbers, “323, 458, 063, 917,…” unsure of what to do she made her way over.

“Sir, what the hell is going on?” One of her peers asked over all the noise.

The look he gave 801 made it clear she was speaking out of turn to a superior. “You all are being transported to Japan to meet Master Shredder, but first we need to give you an injection.”

It had been years since 063 had any injections. She wondered if she was strong enough now to take on the pain. But before she could think about it much longer, Doctor Stockman was already calling her number.

She quickly followed him into his lab. He always had so many cool gadgets but she knew better than to touch them. Still it was nice to look at them, especially to distract herself from the immediate and intense pain. His chemical filled beakers, test tubes, and other scientific equipment, usually grounded her when her world started to spin.

Today was different though, as she looked around to see the changes he made throughout the years, she noticed the box of neatly stacked syringes. The fluid in them was different in color and consistency than she was use to. She braced herself for impact, trying her hardest not to use her natural defense mechanisms. If she poisoned Doctor Stockman she would be in a huge heap of trouble.

But as he slowly pushed the needle into her soft flesh, she realized that despite a little prick she felt no pain at all. Actually, it felt fine…numb…and painless.

As she drifted out of consciousness, she could hear him shout: “She’s done…take her…917!” Maybe they were all being punished. Maybe this was the end…She felt nothing as everything, even her own thoughts, went dark.

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Raphael POV:

“It appears the Foot Clan been building something right under our noses! Now they’re transporting it to their base in Japan.” Donnie typed away as a maps and diagrams popped up on his computer screens.

“Is this the same place that Shredder is hiding out at?”

“Yes Mikey…Look guys, their ship hasn’t left New York waters yet, we have to try and stop them-“

“And see what exactly it is they’re taking.” Leo interrupted, nodding in understanding.

“Mkay so what are we waitin for? Let’s go already.” Raph was already ready. As soon as he heard Donnie say Foot Clan he knew it was bad. And then they were on their way.

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Every inch of the ship seemed to be guarded by Shredder’s henchmen. Nevertheless they were pretty bad at doing their jobs, each of the turtles quickly and quietly disarmed some of them.

“Cowabunga motha fu-“

“Mikey!” Leo whispered furiously.

But it was too late the others had already noticed their presence on board. “Great going idiot!” snapped Raph, already preparing for battle.

“Sorry dudes, I gotta little carried away.”

As they kicked, punched, and overall fought the Foot Clan, Donnie spewed information about where their precious cargo was located on board. “We’ll have to go down to the third level!”

“Guys! Check it out.” Leo gawked as he finished his opponent with a final thwack to the back of his head and pointed.

There, in the distance were more ships.

“More…?” Raph wondered why they needed so many ships.

“Let’s head down below, and figure out what it is that we’re dealing with. Then we can see if we need to tackle all these other ships” Leo stated, opening a hatch that lead below.

After fighting off more Foot Clan guys than they could count, they finally arrived to a singular box, on an otherwise empty level.

To Raph it didn’t look like anything they could open easily. “Well what now leader?” He looked over to Leo.

It still angered him sometimes that Leo was in charge, but Leo tried to give each of them, but especially Raph more leadership moments from time to time.

“Well whatever it is, it’s probably to difficult to open. But it looks like it’s an important piece of the puzzle for whatever they are building. We need to take it back to the lair. Donnie check for tracking devices, Raph do you mind?” Donnie finished up and pushed it over to him.

Raph grunted as he lifted the heavy metal box. He was surprised that it was pretty light for a metal box with supposedly something inside. But he decided maybe that was what Shredder wanted them to think, and didn’t say anything.

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063 POV:

She was cold. It was dark. But she could…she could hear voices…? She wasn’t dead! Before she could get too excited she calmed herself and listened.

“Raph careful! We don’t want to destroy what’s inside!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever.”

These weren’t voices she recognized. Who could they be? Why did they not know she was in there? Why was she in there? Where was there? She didn’t know. She stayed cautious. She felt cramped and alone, just as she felt as a child. She jolted as she heard the awful sound of metal being cut. Sparks and small pieces of metal pierced her soft skin. It surprised her more than it hurt.

Then she saw light. It was bright and her eyes had to adjust, but she was able to make out him…And he…peered down curiously at her…

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(Side note: Not all of them are actually cooking, but who cares cuz they’re naked! I love them…I giggled so much while writing this. This is for mature audiences only. Everyone is 18+)

Leonardo💙:

The smell of bacon filled your nose, and in the distance you could hear sizzling. You smiled and wrapped the warm blanket around you. Your blanket smelled like him. And he, your amazing boyfriend, was taking care of you. Cooking breakfast.

You walked in and got the beautiful sight of his scaly green butt glistening in the sunlight. “Shit!” You stared as Leo grabbed a towel and wiped his plastron.

“What happened Leonardo…” He turned to stare at you.

He liked keeping composed around you but he wasn’t perfect. “Some of the bacon grease keeps splashing on me. Where are your aprons love?” You walked over and got one out for him.

‘Kiss the cook’ and that is what you did as you put it on. The blanket falling from your shoulders to the floor.

“I figured you’d need a hearty breakfast after all the work you put in last night. You were so good for me.” He smiled returning your kiss.

“I’ll need it for today’s rounds…” You giggle.

“You most certainly will…now…let me take care of you, go sit down a the table…and behave.”

You walked slowly. He watched as your naked body glided away from him. Beautiful, but how indecent of you. He thought quietly about you. What to do with you. How many orgasms he would heat up for you. Mmmmm…delicious! Now that was a damn good breakfast.

Raphael❤️:

“You know Raphael, we’re usually supposed to eat before we have sex.” You peeled yourself off the carpet.

Raph hadn’t even walked five feet into your apartment before you two were banging like nobody’s business.

“Yeah well, maybe if you hadn’t started it we wouldn’t be here right now…So what did ya make for dinner anyway?”

“Pasta but it probably needs to be reheated.”

“I can do that.” He was already was turning the burner on.

You frowned. “Aren’t you going to put your clothes back on?”

“Why bother? We’re just gonna do it again.” He smirked.

That was a good reason, plus seeing him naked was always a treat. You walked over to him, brushing your fingers on his arm.

“You’re distractin me…” He gave a light playful smack to your butt.

“But that’s my job Raph…”

“You can do it right…here…” He easily picked you up and sat you on the counter.

You swung your legs and marveled his muscles. Damn he was toned everywhere. Muscles even rippled on his ass when he shifted. You reached down. Sneakily trying to relieve your desire. But Raph saw you out of the corner of his eye.

“Whatcha think ya doin? Huh? You just said I had to wait for my desert, yer gonna have ya wait too shorty…” He warned.

But despite his growl you kept going. He would have taken you there by now. He groaned jaw clenched, white knuckling the wooden spoon. Then with the blink of an eye you were being pinned down on the dining room table.

Donatello💜:

You wake up exhausted. 5:00 am, it took awhile to find the safest way to the surface and you already snoozed your alarm once. Groggily, you pulled your clothes on. You reach over to his side of the bed but it’s empty again. Sighing, you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee before you have to leave for work. That’s when you see him.

Buck naked. Sneaking into the family Pop Tart stash. He only did this when he ran out of his own hidden away stash. You stop and stare at your boyfriend, admiring his cute green butt. Just as he’s unwrapping another pop tart and shoving into his mouth, you make yourself known.

“Donnie…what are you doing…?” Your sweet voice rang out startling him and causing him to choke.

Getting control of his coughs he spoke “…Nothing! I…everything…I got hungry…” a look of guilt in his eyes.

“Donnie honey I could have gotten you one, you just had to ask.” You touch his arm tenderly, before giggling at his nakedness.

“I know but I wanted more than one…like…thirteen…” You stared at him wide eyed as he showed you the evidence.

You smiled sly and slipped out of your unwanted clothes. He gulped down the last bite of Pop Tart and stared.

“Donnie dear, if you were really hungry for something sweet you could have eaten me…” you giggled bouncing up to steal his lips for kisses. Laughing at the crumbs still on his face.

Michelangelo🧡:

“Hey anglecakes, I’m hungry gonna go heat up some leftover pizza. Do you want any sunshine?” You sleepily smiled at your boyfriend and nodded.

It was already lunch time and you were getting hungry. You shifted up on the couch as you watched your boyfriend stride into the kitchen, naked as the day he was born, without a care in the world.

He took out two different pizzas and looked over at you. “Pepperoni or pineapple?” You were to busy staring his manhood to notice.

“…banana…I mean uh…do we have any um…sausage!” He laughed waggling his brow.

“No you had all of it last night…remember…?” You thought back to last night and giggled.

Mikey put a slice of each on both plates, and popped it in the microwave.

As he waited he did a little fun sexy dance just for you. Just he was about to twerk the microwave beeped. He brought over the pizza.

“Ow! Hot!” A bit of cheese fell on your sensitive skin.

“Yeah but it’s not as hot as us hotness…” He dipped his head low to lick the sting. “Yummers…”

What happened next was yummy indeed.

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 3 ❤️🐢

(Side note: There’s no specific POV so it’s just gonna switch naturally. Co credit to @rinksu-no-joo Everyone is aged up)

The recognition hit him hard. It was another mutant? It? She. She was…beautiful…she was naked! Heat flooded to every part of his body. His limbs felt like warm uneaten jello that got left on the counter all night. He knew he should do something but all he could do was stare.

She was used to being tall and big, but being here in a box, surrounded by unknown mutants made her shiver in fear. The one masked in red had muscles on his muscles. He looked almost big and mean as stared down at her with a certain intensity, if not had been for the noticeable blush that flooded across his face. The purple one on the other hand, was quite obviously trying to do anything but look at her, with a face almost just as flushed.

“Woah! So that’s what boobs look like up close! Nice!” Raphael’s instincts finally kicked in as he hit his youngest brother’s head.

“Mikey you asshole! Can’t you see that she’s terrified?” He glanced around frantically trying to find something to cover her.

His new blanket! It wasn’t finished being knitted yet, but it was enough to protect her. He swiftly snatched it from his lounge chair and brought it over to her. He held it out to her, and tried to show her that despite his looks, he wasn’t that scary.

This wasn’t like him! She was part of Shredder’s new evil plan, yet he still felt the compelling urge that she wasn’t a threat.

She sniffed at the fabric, it smelled warm and musky. Not a bad sent but an enticing one. Like this blanket was her only chance of survival. She grabbed it, pulling the soft warmth over her cool skin. Yet she never once looked away from his intense green gaze.

Leo, you also had a late reaction jumped up, “I’ll go get Splinter!” he took off running.

Donatello shifted his goggles trying to get a read on the strange new mutant. “Donnie! Stop that! Yer just freakin her out even more! Just ask, like normal for once!”

“Okay okay…So uh…do you have a name?”

She frowned. Did they mean number? Only people could have names. Yet all of them seemed to have names. “…063…?”

The turtles frowned in confusion. “See! If you just let me do a sca-”

“Here she is Dad!” An older mutant stepped up.

For the first time she allowed her eyes to roam the room. This wasn’t at all what she was expecting. Her world started to spin again in panic. She needed to anchor herself in those green eyes again.

“Who are you and where did you come from?” His voice was soothing like old classical music.

“She says her name is 063!”

“Mikey my child, let the girl speak for herself.”

She knew she was trained differently. She knew this couldn’t possibly be Master Shredder, still she spoke, revealing her past to them. “I am 063, the men and the doctor told me I was ready.”

“So they numbered you and left you naked like some sort of lab animal!” Raphael could feel his anger rising.

He was not just mad for how they treated her, but how they would have been treated had they not been saved by April. “But that is what I am…” Nothing in her aurora eyes seemed be evil. They were just clouded with delusions from being brainwashed.

“Oh my, what did they do to you my dear?”

“What do you mean? They were treating us, giving us new opportunities. We were sick and they were trying to make us better. They didn’t always succeed, and sometimes they were harsh, but I am strong now. I am ready to serve Master Shredder. But you aren’t…you aren’t the other mutants…are you?”

Splinter sighed. “I’m afraid you have been manipulated since childhood. Shredder is evil. He needed you as a weapon, nothing more.”

Her whole world was a confusing mess. It couldn’t be true! A small part of her knew but it was so far buried. She was sad. She was angry. She was confused. She was numb. Her whole world seemed to be. And not even his comfort could save her at the moment. Or so she thought…

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 4 ❤️🐢

(Side note: Name change! @rinksu-no-joo , I can’t believe we’re on the 4th part already! I love working with you 😆!)

Raphael POV:

Raphael stared at her. The panic behind her eyes felt familiar. Her uncomfortable body language like deja vu. It took everything he had not to hold her. Hold her and tell her to let it all out. He wanted her to know that she could be vulnerable with him. He knew how overwhelmed she was. Not really, but he had a sense.

He had felt that that feeling many times. The times when he couldn’t process what he was feeling. The times where his own confusion brought him to anger. Anger at himself on the inside, even though from the outside, it seemed he was mad at the whole world.

Raph frowned, none of his brothers seemed to notice her growing anxiety. In fact, Donnie was frantically dialing up a number on his watch. “I’m gonna call April, maybe she’ll have some clothes that will fit!”

Raph rolled his eyes, but he knew Donnie was right. Besides, maybe it would help if there was if there was another girl for her to talk to. “…April! This is an emergency! Do you happen to have any…um large clothes, like for a big person? Yeah…a leotard?…that will work…What’s this about? Well…um…come to the lair as quick as you can…yeah we need to show um you something…something important…Yeah bye!”

“…Raphael!” His eyes snapped to attention. He hadn’t even realized Splinter was trying to get his attention. “I need you to steady her, make sure she stays covered, and help me bring her to the dojo.”

He nodded, glancing at his three brothers who were huddled together discussing the situation. He was glad Master Splinter chose him and not Leo. It gave him a way to help her, which is what he desperately wanted but didn’t know how or in what way to do so.

She leaned against him. Her shaking was so frantic, one might think she was cold. “That’s it…I got ya…yer gonna be okay…” He tried to find the little light in her eyes, but the tears that streamed down her face had already put it out.

“Leave my son.”

“But I-”

“I said leave!” Reluctantly he left. He knew that Splinter could calm her. After all, how many times had Splinter calmed his storms?

063 POV:

She never thought complete strangers would care so much. Even those who knew her never cared. But his gentle wise voice soothed her fear. Even if it was just for this moment. He cradled her as if she were his own. Technically the turtles weren’t his by blood either, but that didn’t make him any less of a father.

Right now she needed to hear him. And listen, and to follow his advice. “Sweet child I’ll be honest, I cannot begin to imagine how or what you are going through. But I want you to know that our home is your home, if you wish to stay here you will be welcomed…and treated as an equal.”

She nodded leaning further into his nurturing embrace. “Y-Yes…” All she could do was let go. Let go of the pain and pressure inside her heart.

“Good…hold on my dear…I have something for you…” He glided to a small book shelf across the room and brought back a small book.

A symbol and some characters lay on the neatly bound, but throughly used cover. “This is the story of yin and yang…”

She listened intently as he spoke. She knew his lesson would all make sense in time. But for now she absorbed his words. “You my dear are white and black, and I don’t just mean your marbled skin…Your dark past that lie behind and bright future that lie ahead may feel unsteady now, but soon you will find balance…soon there will be harmony…My point is numbers aren’t fit for a lady…Kaina…a name for the one mixed with bad and good…the one who will find peace and tranquility, not only in herself but for those she cares for…you are all that Kaina…”

For a long time she sat in silence with him, processing everything. She had a name. She had a name! She had a name, Kaina…Kaina. Still, something was off. Something didn’t make sense. “But how can you trust me…?”

“I have faith. You should too…find hope dear Kaina…find hope.” He smiled gently leaving her be in the empty space.

Hope…her eyes flitted around the room. Hope…her eyes landed on him…“Hey…uh…sorry to bother ya, but April…a friend of ours is almost here. She has some proper clothes for ya…” His gentle smile contrasted greatly with his hulking body, but for whatever reason hope flickered like a lit match in her heart, desperate to ignite some sort of a fire before burning out…

Raphael POV:

He almost hated himself for disturbing her, she seemed so much calmer than she had been. “I need a few more minutes…is that okay?”

“That’s totally fine, take yer time okay?” Her small, barely noticeable smile filled his heart.

He was worried that she would be scared of him. They were both mutants but maybe he had hurt her when trying to get that damn box open. He pushed his unpleasant thoughts aside, leaving for her peace.

Donnie was greeting April at the lair’s entrance. Filling her in on every precise detail, with big stupid scientific words. He loved his younger brother, he did. But Don needed to realize that not everyone was a genius like him. After clarifying is tongue twister riddle of nonsense, April’s eyes went wide.

“She’s doing somewhat better, but she needs a few minutes to compose her feelings or somethin. But maybe if she talks to another girl she’ll feel better, so maybe you should go in there April…” He knew how good April could be at calming too.

She always acted like a big sister, giving them advice for girls, even though Raph knew in his heart that nobody would ever love him like that. Not only was he a freak of nature, but his brooding personality would never allow someone that close to his fragile heart. But maybe…it was possible now. After all, he felt something with her that he couldn’t quite understand, or even explain or express at the moment.

Kaina POV:

A female mutant just like her! She had too admit it was starting to make her uncomfortable being surrounded by all these guys. They were mutants, but they were still men. She wondered what type of mutant April would be.

Her head snapped up. “…Kaina…Kaina can I come in?” It was April!

“Yes!” She hoped her voice didn’t sound too enthusiastic, but then she realized it didn’t matter she was safe with them, they weren’t going to punish her for her normal and natural functions.

In walked a human. Her heart pounded, her eyes searched for an escape, there was no way out. Her eyes like daggers on the human, the target. Who was she? Before she could be hurt she sprang into action. She tripped her with her tail, slamming her down on the floor. April tried to fight back but Kaina was already on top of her, threatening her and asking her questions.

Raphael POV:

“…Kaina? I like it.” Of course Leo had to kiss Splinter’s ass.

It didn’t matter if he liked it. It wasn’t his fucking name, it only mattered what she thought. Her comfortability came before anyone else’s right now.

A sudden high pitched screams caught him off guard. The boys hurried quickly to the dojo. April was being pinned down. Kaina was crying, muttering curses under her breath. He looked up at his brothers, all of them had their weapons drawn.

“Ow! It burns!”

Kaina had so much fear in her eyes, Raph knew violence wasn’t the answer. He quickly pulled her off of April and as much as she kicked and screamed, as much as her skin seemed to sting his own, he hugged her. Pulling her tight into his embrace, coaxing her. Allowing her tears to fall onto his scaled skin. He held her until she stopped fighting. He held her till her breathing became steady again.

Kaina POV:

Leo bent down lifting the human to her feet. “April are you okay? I never thought she would do this…” April?

April was a human? April was trying to kill her. “…She was trying…to inject…me…with…” His eyes seemed to understand and comfort her.

“These aren’t syringes Kaina, these are sewing needles, Raph gave them to April in case the leotard didn’t quite fit. That’s all.” Donnie reassured her, showing her the small kit.

“April is a good human, she would never ever hurt us.” His gruff voice rolled like water over rocks in a shallow stream. Raphael’s touch felt so warm, so comforting.

“Yeah dude April saved us from Shredder. We could’ve just been experiments like you. But she rescued us and brought us here. Not to mention she keeps us a secret from other humans, except for our other allies.” Mikey nodded at his brothers and April.

“Why don’t we get outta your way and let you get dressed, then you can rest for a while. How’s that sound hmm?” She nodded, she was already getting sleepy from being in his arms.

They left. She told April how sorry she was. And now she reflected on her day as she pulled up the fabric. It felt soft against her sore cramped muscles. A whole lifetime of emotions had spewed out of her in a single day. She was exhausted. She turned around in the mirror admiring the way the little specks of glitter shined and shimmered. Just how the dark black of the fabric consumed any surrounding light, sleep consumed her and she fell asleep…hoping…hoping to wake up for a better tomorrow…

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 5 ❤️🐢

(Side Note: It’s been officially a month since I started! Thanks for everyone who likes, follows, comments, requests, or reads my work. Without you I would not have the confidence to write. 💕 Love y’all! POV changes. Mini flash back kind of. All characters are aged up! Credit to @rinksu-no-joo she put in most of the work, I just chose some words to make it flow better!)

Raphael POV:

He couldn’t sleep. Because of her. Every single time he tried to close his eyes, his mind would wander back to her. Seeing her. Touching her. Hearing her. Smelling her…All that was left was to taste. His heart wanted something that he could not have, and even though his tired brain submitted to it at first, he knew he needed to stop.

Not only because it was wrong to think about a girl you just met that indecent way. But it just wasn’t possible. Surely she would pick Leo over him, or even a human. She might be a mutant but she’s beautiful. Damn she’s beautiful!

He decided to distract himself. Even though he was tired he forced himself to keep pumping iron. One more rep. To punch harder. Faster. Stronger. But no matter how hard he tried, for some reason she was still in his heart. Like a small bulb in a dark room, her light was carving into even his darkest of corners, of the depths of his mind, heart, and soul.

In the morning he was throughly exhausted. How could Donnie fucking do it? Coffee? Energy drinks? What the fuck was even in that ‘Worlds Best Mom’ mug? “Hey, fix me up some of…that stuff…will ya Don?” His brother looked up surprised. He chose not to question it though based off the ‘I’m gonna kill the first thing that pisses me off’ look he was getting from Mr. Grumpy Pants.

“Woah dude, you definitely don’t wanna drink that…it’s good…but the side effects last for days man. Trust me I’m usually down for anything but…never…ever again. Woo wee! That was a wild trip!” Mikey was probably right, but maybe the ‘side effects’ would take his mind off of things.

“Mikey you’re being dramatic, it has only kept me up for…three days. But that’s normal for me! I told you that caffeine would affect your ADHD, and mess with your brain’s natural chemistry…But you had to sneakily make yourself some anyway. There you go Raph. I specifically engineered it to also help my neurons process things faster, so it’s a little different than regular coffee. Made it black just how you like it.” Raph didn’t. He hated coffee in any form, it tasted like shit. He’d rather stick to his water, occasional soda, and those damn good protein shakes that Mikey always made.

Kaina POV:

It was early when she woke but she stayed in bed. Staring hard at the high ceiling making sure it change back into her tight cell from childhood. But it never did. In the distance she could hear a keyboard clicking.

Searching even further she could hear the sound of flesh hitting tough fabric. She focused in on the grunts that were coming from the individual. They were raspy but determined growls. It was him. Her heart fluttered.

“…Raphael…” She said his name aloud, letting it roll off of her tongue. He must’ve also been contemplating life. What else would urge him to work out this early?

She carefully got up. Tip-toeing to see him. He was sitting now. Eyes tired and empty. She felt the urge to fix whatever troubles that lie within him, but how could she when she was still fixing herself. She decided to try and sleep again. Maybe it would help aid her faster. Maybe he would. She a woke again some time later. Hearing voices but focusing only on his.

Raphael POV:

“Sooo…guys…we have a female staying in our man cave, that’s different!” Dammit why did Mikey have to bring up her.

“First of all, we’ve never called it that. Secondly, we’ve had April spend the night before, it’s not that big of a deal Mikey.” But was is. Maybe if she wasn’t so damn cute it wouldn’t be. But she is. Not because she’s a female, because she’s just her. She’s Kaina. She’s gorgeous. Raph didn’t agree with either of his brothers on this one.

“Bro! Of course it’s a big deal! What are you even talking about? Don, now we don’t have to die alone…now…for dibs are we picking straws or-”

In walked typical Leo, saving the day. Well at least he brought pizza. “No Mikey. What’s your problem anyway? Ever since Kaina showed up all you can think about is dating, when you should be more worried about how many more mutants Shredder has made. Bebop and Rock Steady are already hard enough to deal with, not to mention these new mutants are trained. And who knows if she is actually trustworthy.” Great Leo was up. I mean he was correct this time, but he’s still Leo.

They all grabbed a slice, well except for Mikey who was already wolfing down his third slice.

“Bro you’re too narrow minded. If Shredder made her how many other hot babes do you think you made? We just gotta turn them good, and then boom! Girlfriends! My plan is fool proof.”

That was it. Raph smacked his younger brother in the back of the head. “Shut up! Mikey if she was interested in that she’d choose it for herself. She’s not property, ‘sides she’s had enough decisions made for her.”

He took another bite contemplating his next move. He smirked. “Anyway I don’t know any woman who’d want an ugly bum who can’t keep his room cleaned.”

Mikey gasped in horror. “Oh shoot you’re right! I gotta clean my room real quick!” He ran off just like Raph had planned.

“Dad told you to do that a week ago!” Donnie shaked his head disapprovingly.

He chuckled. “That gentleman is how ya stop Mikey from eatin all the pizza.” Smirking as he went to take another bite but stopped as Kaina appeared.

Kaina POV:

“Hey.”

“Mornin…” His voice was as rough as his textured skin. She couldn’t help but blush, she only hoped he wouldn’t see it.

His eyes locked with hers, like two magnets that couldn’t be pulled apart. It only made her blush more. “Hi…” Her voice felt small and frail, why was he making her so nervous.

“How are you doing today Kaina?” She turned to look at Don, needing a relief from Raphael’s heart throbbing gaze.

“I-I-I’m not sure…this is all so new…but exciting! But new…” Did those words even make any sense? Fuck she could hardly even speak because of him.

“That makes sense. Do you mind if I run a check up on you…later?”

She had to remind herself that he was Doctor Stockman, he could actually be trusted. “That’s fine…but Donnie no needles please.”

Before Donnie could respond Leo straightened. “Well it’s good to see you up Kaina, but ninjas rise early.” 

“Well I was actually up early…but I was a little nervous to come out.” Leo seemed to act like such a jerk at times.

“Back off Leo! Someone just gets out of a horrible situation and the first thing you do is nag her!” She smiled to herself, it had been a long time since someone had been so nice to her.

She watched as his bulky body purposefully bumped passed his brother in blue. “Why don’t ya come eat. We got pizza, but I think Donnie ordered some other stuff if you’d like to try it” She nodded, smiling up at him.

Raphael POV:

He gestures her to sit on the couch, as he turns to face an annoyed Leo. “Raph I wasn’t lecturing her, I was just letting her know.”

He grunted a laugh sarcastically and rolling his eyes. Not even bothering to whisper like his brother. “Sure…” Leo knew what he was doing, but he always had to maintain a perfect image.

Kaina POV:

“So this is…pizza?” She asked taking the plate and pulling it into her lap. It certainly smelled good. She picked up a piece of pepperoni, bringing it up to her mouth to test the water.

CRASH! She jumped causing her to drop her bite. “W-What was that?”

“Mikey.” They all said it in unison like they had practiced it every day.

And out he stumbled. “Here’s the lovely lady! I was just working on my ninjitsu, gotta stay sharp.” He started doing tricks with his nunchucks, it was awesome but she could tell he was showing off. “Pretty impressive right?” She couldn’t help but laugh and nod. Mikey sure was a goofball.

Raphael POV:

“Speaking of training after your done eating would you like to train with me? I’ll go easy on you of course.” Well well well, typical Leo underestimating someone’s skills.

“Oh! Uh sure Leo…”

Raphael chuckled, she wasn’t cocky but Leo certainly was. In fact she seemed nervous. He needed to boost her confidence, while simultaneously knocking Leo’s ego down a few pegs. “I bet fifty bucks that she kicks his butt.” If she wasn’t able to he might have to kick his own brother’s ass. But he knew she was capable. Something in his gut told him she had to be. 

He looked at his two younger brothers. Donnie shrugged, “i’m in.” Mikey nodded enthusiastically in agreement.

Before Mikey can say what’s on his mind Leo rolls his eyes. “No you perv, you are not going next Mikey! Guys this for training, not a game.”

“Well boys Leo’s starting to sound like a chicken to me, but I could’ve sworn he was a turtle!” Raph flapped his arms like wings and made chicken noises. He smirked as he heard her sweet laugh. Little giggles that sounded like music to his ears. 

Leo side in frustration. “Fine we’ll do it your way Raph, but if I win you have to start respecting me more, I am your leader after all.”

He clenched his jaw, but he decided it was worth the risk. “Fine by me.”

Kaina POV:

As the two brothers argue she focuses her attention back to her know cold pizza. It still smelled fine and she wasn’t picky so she ate some. Oh. My. God. It was fucking delicious! all her life she was forced to eat the bare minimum for experimental success. She never thought she would eat something so heavenly, so cheesy, so saucy, so yummy. It tasted like home, but was new at the same time.

Mikey leaned over. “It’s good right?” She nodded swallowed and grinned. “Yes, very much so…do you…do you have anymore? They never feed us this much and it definitely wasn’t this tasty!”

“Listen Kaina, you’ll never have to deal with that here.”

“Well Donnie that is if Mikey eat everything.” Raphael laughed.

“Hey! You eat up stuff too!” The youngest turtle retorted, throwing punches at his brother.

“Hey let’s not fight…By the way…I’m sorry for almost hurting your friend. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again. If you say they’re a friend I’ll trust you.” The boys nodded. She stuffed the last bite of pizza down and she was ready.

Raphael POV:

Raphael stared as she got in her ready stance. It made him sad he was not up there instead of Leo. Fighting could be intimate, not sexual, but intimate. But he knew he didn’t want to hurt her. Not that she couldn’t kick his ass, but the thought of him even giving her a paper cut, scared him.

“Ready?” Leo said in his own stance.

With a determination and grit in her eyes Raphael could tell she was. “Yes.”

It started in a flash. They circled each other. Leo whipped out his swords and she…she…where was she…?

Kaina POV:

“Woah!” One of the other brothers exclaimed.

Even though she had the advantage right now she knew she couldn’t get cocky. “Where’d she go?” She reappeared as quick as she had vanished and did a move known as Meia Lua de Compasso. Her foot kicking Leo down hard. Enough to knock the wind out of him for awhile.

Raphael POV:

Could she be anymore badass? Raphael never thought turning invisible could also be a turn on but it was. Knowing that his brothers where all there though he pushed it out of his mind. It would not happen. It could not. She did not feel the same and she never would. Or at least that’s what he thought. He followed his brother up to the mat.

Leo groaned in pain holding his head down. “So big bro where’s our fifty bucks?” She laughed again at his comment and he smiled at her. “You did amazing out there Kaina!”

“Thanks Raphael!” He blushed hoping none of his brothers or her could see it. He had to remind himself again that nothing would happen. But when he looked back up at her…she was…Was she was blushing too…?

This is so true he is a Big violent teddy bear but he can be sweet and kind❤🐢.

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Big violent teddy bear…..

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